when the diabetic/the unmedicated diabetic/sugars himself with a couple of donuts/rogue proteins are formed and they attack his eyes/fog his brain/and trash his body’s repair shop

if the manufacturer/chooses a savings of pennies per unit/over proper industrial hygiene/fish and fowl die/and locals get sick

if an airplane opens its belly doors/and drops powder-loaded tubes onto the landscape/people become widows widowers orphans and enemies

the toxicity of our spinning home has gone up and up/and management of detox is not by reasoned plan but by crisis

but you need not feel like a powerless victim my friend

nor need i sanctimoniously preach any further

if you do just a little detox today/of body mind and spirit

and remember/the less we tox/the less we need detox