Tell the people the truth...

What truth?
am I starting a poem with a question?
yes I am
I and I prefers it this way
so people can understand
the truth about the magic and wickedness
let us talk about medicine
illness
sickness
pain
drugs
and death
why do we get sick?
how do we kill the pain?
drugs...?
dying...?
.....
one polar
di polar
and three pillar
sleep
sleep
sleep deep
the pain will be gone
....
my head ache me
pain in me stomach
how many of us died in the lab?
....
virus
mirus
firus
....
names that fill the bottles
if you study medicine...
you become everything
....
wise-one....
healer...
where are you?
......
Politics is another one
the art of contacts
lying and lying
making friends
making enemies
it is good if you want to be rich.
.....
education is falsification to the real situation
teachers are not teachers
and the small ones are anyone
except being a child
higher schools are not cools
and the universities are uni-verse
what is wrong with you people?
.....
art is like this and like that
is coward and stupid
people do art to satisfy themselves
to feel good
to make friends
to make enemies
it is good to be rich
art is good contact
con tact is art.