Health Wealth and Pills

By Cody Marchessault

In this day and age we rage,
Weather it be on stage, defying age or attempting to be safe,
We give up freedom and equilibrium for delirium,
New drugs to steer em’, control, constrain and blame,
Emotions we shame into buying a dying, living and giving,
But for what, to foot the bill of smut,
To believe we can relieve and retrieve ourselves with a pill will surely make us ill,
Dependence on substance is our nature, and by nature I mean fate,
There is no debate, we crave a solid reality that promises salvation from pain,
But we only have ourselves to blame,
Many should feel shame for tasteless waste, and our planet can’t wait,
I share the blame as well, I was born under that spell,
In material identity we dwell and compel our shells to thicken,
We quicken, but never listen,
That every growing need to be and be pleased is a disease?
Instant gratification is mistaken, we as a nation are experiencing deflation,
This could be out only expectation after our countless demonstrations,
We explore and deplore and all the while ever more we feed, need and greed,
But I say we plant a new seed, one with out weeds, as far as I can see,
In order to be we must free our minds and all that binds,
After the unwind we will find what is most kind,
Through my rhymes I find a new sense of release, peace and I feast,
This disease on society I speak of today has a curious way,
It finds necessity and binds it to the best of me,
So what is the best of me, is it greed, need and deceit?
I think not, not by a long shot, and for you I think not,
Look at your day in this way,
This is what I’m trying to say every day,
The present is the sum of the past and that is why you last,
How is this you might ask, for it is a fact,
Time is linear and not up for debate, but wait,
Time is also relative and can be deceptive,
THE SNAKE OIL SLAES MAN HAS ONE, and we are all done,
People through time rhyme and scheme to achieve the American Dream,
Drug companies, insurance agencies and political pleasantries are a disease,
They advertise and devise ways for you to obey, and of how they make you pay,
They convinced and cinched the trust and lust of this nation,
I call it an abomination, while they experience inflation we get devastation,
Its time for reclamation and a new way of life without strife,
To do this you do not need a wife, only a life,
You are depressed, stressed and one can only guess you wish you were blessed,
Your self you detest and they say they can protect, but they neglect,
Human beings do not have wings, though our minds soar to divinity,
All this is contained within me? How can this be?
I imbibe because my tribe says so, now don’t you feel blessed though,
To have expressed those thoughts and feelings,
All the time reeling and pealing in your mind trying to find your self,
And how the fuck do they have all the wealth?
Into our pockets with stealth they dwelt,
And this is the pain you must have felt, you can’t buy a cure to life,
That is why you experience strife,
The meaning of life is to live, and to live is to experience,
So what have you done lately?
Let me put it frankly,
If you’re fat, walk,
If you smoke, slow down, slow way down, and then keep slowing down over time until its gone and you don’t care, by that time you should have figured out a shit ton of other things you could be doing with your time, such as; writing a poem, reading a poem, riding a bike, taking a walk, enjoying a talk, experiencing a thought,

In drugs we sought life and that is strife,
That is why I write, and tonight under the moon light,
When the timing is right you will see the light,
Be the eternal now and see tomorrow and a horizon,
Not what to buy at verizon, and be pleased it does come with ease,
In time this disease will be just a sneeze and life and be lived,
These are thought from my mind that I have sieved,
What’s in your head?


The underlying issue is exemplified by suicide in our protectors,
We prescribe and imbibe without question or mention,
There is no discretion or comprehension,
The mind is not a piece of meat that can be generalized,
In this way we treat and beat becoming dehumanized,
To create the perfect solder free will must smolder,
But our understanding is getting older,
We look to the past so we can last,
Our ancestors lived and thrived sans anti-depressants,
Or did they, must they?
We had some tried and true, with these we lift the blue,
Now illegal we conceal behind closed door willing to explore,
But now we deplore, and there’s more!!!
The issue of suicide is the lack of fulfillment from inside,
Into our minds we must pry and chip looses the shackles of obsession,
Now is the time we learn our lessons,
Killing, maiming, gaming and faming lead to total devastation,
In this nation we face new obligation,
We must unite and re-write the laws of logic,
And we must be nostalgic,
If we forget the past we will never last,
The super dome can fall just as Rome,
But its not too late different seed can be sewn,
We must all remember we are not alone,
No matter what zone, or throne,
Humans are all the same inside, why do we divide,
To divide each other into sections and factions,
Violence can be the only reaction,
One People, One Planet, One Chance,
Violence is not only physical but mental,
There is a lot to be said for a lentil,
Now you’re saying I must be ment-ill,
But in a lentil it is simple,
A body born of purpose, for without purpose it would be worthless,
It’s the product of a life, and strife,
Without strife there is no life,
One must dream to beam and glean in the pools of eternity,
The plant dreamed to beam and glean in the sun,
For its toil creator remained loyal,
Its seed is indeed a need to feed,
By fulfilling a purpose with a dream we can be seen,
By growing, showing and devoting the plant sings to life and sews its seed,
A seed is a promise,
And plant can be quite honest,
The point of all this is to find bliss,
If we dream of hate we will miss,
What seeds have we sewn, I think in our actions this is shown,
Out people take their life rather than strife,
This would mean they have a bad dream,
What do I mean?
You watch everyone die around you then take a pharmaceutical drug that’s not fully tested by time. There are few substances on this planes that have proven to be beneficial if used properly. To recklessly prescribe antidepressants and anti-psychotics to solders experiencing SHELL SHOCK is to let death in your front door. Tribes and peoples of the land have stood through time prospering, and failing. The peoples that have been the most successful through time can be divided into two groups. The Schemers and the Dreamers. The schemers try to get anything and everything instantly without repression and with massive aggression. The dreamer pleads and begs at the schemers leg to stop the slaughter but only find laughter…”Hahaha, stupid infidel!! Don’t you know the second coming is upon us and we are the chosen ones. The land is for us to do with as we please and the good of nature we seize. God is on our side and these people don’t know how to live properly so we must show them how wrong they are. Even if we have to kill them all. This is not genocide though, we maintain control. If they accept Jesus, oops…I mean “Democracy” as their way then we might possibly sometime not stay for very long.”
When do we say enough is enough and stop the schemers from taking our lives any farther from the truth? This is a question where we have everything to loose.

Look inside and decide where you reside,
Do you dream to glean and give to the world your fruits of strife,
Or do you wish to exterminate all life?
These ramblings I write are where I fight,
I try to bring the light and burn it bright so others might gain sight,
Am I right?
What is my motivation for this demonstration?
Is it for reputation, reclamation or miss-information?
Well… it depends where you tune the station,
If you believe much of our nation I am an abomination,
They think I’d rather rape them than save them,
They hate and debate, concentrate and delegate,
But all the while the frustrate,
Unable to see past my bended knee so all can see,
I do not think my self better than thee,
I only wish to life free, why can’t you let me be?
There must be another need, hmm…greed,
Yes this greed indeed, it must feed on our mind,
And in time we will find its not so sublime,
We must shed the grime and residue left by time,
Unwind and embrace the divine, for you are it!
That is nothing at which to spit,
The peace you seek is not some freak,
It is right in front of your fucking nose!!!
Addiction is the worst affliction, but this disease has no restriction,
It sprouts from deep within and then it begins,
You think you need and depend,
And for this your life you send?
Oil, terrorist, liberation or indoctrination,
Whatever you believe do you understand what I perceive,
How can I make you see?
Why must we strife and waste life in another land,
Right here at home is where we should make a stand,
How did our business become a sink with no plug in a foreign land?
We must all go deep inside for that is where truth resides,
Empathy and sympathy are definitely a need,
Without these why would a mother let child feed?
And if the child should be greed her tit will bleed,
Thus moderation becomes a seed,
We learn time for this and time for that,
But what do we know where its really at?
Cultural addiction, or personal affliction we are all in the system,
So why do we detain and arrest them?
And that why truth is such a gem,
Liberation, freedom and enlightenment it can send,
And in the end is that all there is,
The us or them?
I’d rather take my life than descend,
And that’s what happened, again and again,
So now will you listen and understand what I have written?
A pill can’t fix a sick society.

Thoughts on Words

By Cody Marchessault

Words, words, words,
People type out millions of blurbs,
Through these words and blurbs peoples ideas take shape,
Ideas spread and some dread they are the wrong way and state,
We debate, negate, obliterate and tolerate,
But in all this hate we just masturbate the wang of evil,
In all our obsession we forgot the people,
And this is why in my generation we call and stand tall for all to see,
This is the time, here and now to be, don’t you see?
This dilemma we as a people face today has only one way out,
The internal is what its all about,
Our minds, bodies and spirits have become hypocrites,
We profess, proclaim and maim, all the wile hiding shame,
Addictions to thought are just as dangerous as addictions to substance,
But SUB-stance is where were at,
Racism, fascism, scapegoat and deep through,
In our history books lies prevail, but to no avail,
The truth wails and hollers like a hurricane from the past,
The evidence cuts razor fast through the fats of ignorance,
Through shedding our old ways of hate we can liberate and avoid pestilence,
And it is to this I says….
“YES WE CAN!”