Miracle Drug - A.C. Newman

He was tied to the bed with a miracle drug in one hand

In the other, a great lost novel that, I understand

Was returned with a stamp

That said, «Thank you for your interest, young man.»

While preparing his soul for a perilous slide into crime

He had decided that he would err on this side of divine

Being told this was wise

That there’d be payback with interest in due time

So why all the history now?

He was tied to a job selling miracle drugs from his home

At his door every morning, a trophy arrived with the dawn

With the following inscribed:

«We've followed you with interest for some time.»

So why all the history now?

He was tied to the bed with a miracle drug in one hand

He was tied to the bed with a miracle drug in one hand