Illness runs in the family. Why is this so?
My father died of cancer; my mother, of stroke.
Chances are that I will die in one of these ways.
The constant attention that I give to this plays
A big part in its happening. How I will croak
Is not something to focus on. This much I know.

Illness is lack of wellness. We’re not satisfied
With that phrase, thus the word ‘illness’ is invented.
Too much focus on disease will keep it around.
For every cure, there is another sickness found.
All depends on how the mind is oriented.
We’re objective to the point where health is denied.

In this reality we line up everything.
We say, “This is a bad thing, and this one is good.”
We put so much more emphasis upon illness.
This is why we are making very slow progress
Toward health and wellbeing. It is understood
That knowledge is intelligence. To this we cling.

We must know what we don’t want to know what we do.
This logic is sustainable to the degree
That we snoop only long enough in the abyss
To find the silver lining. Then we can dismiss
With toxic recollections. Objectivity,
In this instance, is of very little value.