The Perfect Band-Aid
By Phil Hosier, Undisclosed
Writing Type: Poem
By Phil Hosier
VA Medical Center—Prescott, AZ
The perfect Band-Aid is costly, say in the millions or more.
The perfect Band-Aid would heal my broken and abused body.
My mind, it would restore.
The perfect Band-Aid would heal old wounds I've committed
and the wounds others have done to me.
The perfect Band-Aid would help me be the person
I've always wanted to be.
The perfect Band-Aid would heal families
and let everyone forgive and live in harmony from above.
The perfect Band-Aid would allow my loved ones
to love and be loved where no one would have to shove.
The perfect Band-Aid would heal hate and discrimination
until all mankind ceases.
The Perfect Band-Aid would stop war and the destruction
It would cure cancer, diabetes and all childhood
The perfect Band-Aid would cure drug addition, alcoholism,
child abuse and make people whole before the Lord.
The perfect Band-Aid would heal dementia and Alzhiemer's
people recall the memories of their life stories
and share the love of family
The perfect Band-Aid would let the blind see
sunrises and sunsets again, enjoy the open road
and see the many people they meet.
The perfect Band-Aid would allow the deaf to hear birdsong,
children's laughter and music to its fullest
so they can clap
their hands and tap their feet to the sound.
you'd just have to ask.
So many people wish for the perfect Band-Aid,
but they always seem to pass.