Physicians Know Best

Whisper not shouts must be kept to display

Revel not in yonder depths of false ‘asylum’

Illness mustn’t trance beloved cure

Song should not be reserved in lie

As lie should not be reserved in song

“Methinks, I have the capability

to tend to mental ailment

as neatly as yourself.”

Lie.

“I’ll be on my way then.”

The physician stares, undaunted

“Perhaps,” he starts with a turn,

head tilts and smile fades,

“but perhaps you’d follow me instead.”