We treat the diseased
Different
But what’s the difference
Like now
They were people before the diagnosis
And we know this
But we ignore this
Can’t help but store this
Idea in my head
That we’re all just as unsteady as
The people we call crazy
The lines become hazy
When you start to embrace the
Differences among us
Along a line of sanity
Grievances of humanity
Lately so much tragedy
When family
Is anomaly
Enemies
The normal theme
War on cancer
And the war on ourselves
Health is simple but we sell ourselves
To a system
That keeps us sick
Just in the nick of time
To make a quick
Buck
Tough luck for us
Who want to do it different
See life as the greatest gift
Who treasure it
Stand guard for it
No matter what the difference
The illness
Minds or matter
Scientists and Mad Hatters
Everyone can hear the clatter
Only of their own mind
And never know the pain or the brilliance of another
Would you call me a different name if I was sick
Would you notice my absence if my doctor wrote a note about it?
Do you discriminate?
Even if it’s not out of hate
But just inability to see the beauty that’s innate
In every lovely face
On the planet
God planned it
The diversity that you see
Is just a peak at what will be
But back to my point
Pointing out the obvious
But it’s not so obvious
Or else we would have got this
We don’t treat the sick the same
And we forget that most sicknesses don’t have a name
There’s more in the mind and the heart that needs healing
Than will ever be described by a word or a feeling
No diagnosis – but let’s promote this
Every time you reach out
There’s a life that you can save
From the grave situation they face every day
And the love that you give
Will come back to you tenfold
You put in some bronze
You’ll get out some gold
Whatever your stance
We all deserve grace
Great things lay ahead
When you get what I say.
