The new medicine was finally in the stores.
After years of trial and error.
A limited amount for each wrapped in tiny white paper,
My neighbors knocked on my door.
A 36 boldface Arial in the morning newspaper.
They were all going to the med store.
“Come with us”, they said.
“Purchase a miracle you haven’t ever.”
All of us moved in a snakey queue,
If only I could afford some more, I thought.
And packed for a family of four.
Several broadcasts of the creators’ interview.
They sold love in bits of paper,
A few thousand rupees per unit,
The cure for everything.
After years of trial and error.
Via Daily Post: Neighbors
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