Salvation has arrived!
The cure I’m about to describe
is one hundred percent prescribed
by healthcare professionals worldwide.
Available immediately, everywhere,
readily accessible for all to share.
So, take out your lifespans and pull up a chair;
the solution is simple and perfectly fair.
To cure the scourge of disease’s blight,
each person must sacrifice two years of their life.
The machine for draining days is ready for show.
Just sign up, sit down and let the best years go.
The wires attach at the spine to drain away time,
and for all that are skeptical, rest assured you’ll be fine.
After the collection of two years is complete,
each person must prove they’re still sure on their feet.
Capture an animal that stirs in the night,
the only flying creature with sustainable flight.
The blackness of flesh must all be consumed
or else all of our ancestors are most definitely doomed.
In the morning, cook your newfound sacrifice.
It’s your choice: soufflé, boil, grill or dice.
Just be sure to eat the source away.
Join me, friends! Ensure a brighter day!
Day 13 NaPoWriMo. Today’s prompt was super simple: write a poem in the form of a news article you wish would come out tomorrow. So, I may have put my own sarcastic twist on this one, but you get the idea. Join us.
Yard Sale of Thoughts 
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