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Happy Happy Happy

Poetry By: Patricia McGurk Martin

Our country has been under criticism for maintaining a prison-like approach to those with mental illnesses, and not being careful enough to monitor those physicians responsible for inaccurate diagnoses. While we know they are often overworked, incarcerating citizens who are not ill is inexcusable.

I hope you enjoy Happy Happy Happy as I feel it is one of my best poems. Patricia McGurk Martin

Submitted:Nov 8, 2010    Reads: 38    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

Happy Happy Happy

© 2010 Patricia McGurk Martin

Happy Happy People

in Homogenoland Homogenous


ADDHD is common

Attention Deficit Disorder with Hyperactivity

Everyone seems drugged all the children

are locked inside themselves and can't speak

for this reason

They are hyper and can't learn

cannot concentrate in elementary school

and seem drugged for years

Many others usually adults

but not always

have bipolar syndrome and

and also appear drugged

committed and drugged

in mental hospitals for mood swings

Sitting in icy rooms unmoving

threatened if they fall asleep

with solitary confinement or the official

state institution for a permanent stay

But they have no more mood swings

no life at all but remain alive

on the cheap plastic couches

Their skin sticks but they can't move

to fix it and are called the mentally ill

It is comforting with no mean faces

no threatening angry mouths

All the children are happy

in the United States as no one disagrees

argues with anything or anybody

everyone has a smiley face in their emails

and Trix Cereal for breakfast with milk

though hippie buses are still roaming dark roads

already paved now with deathly asphalt

magic buses circuitously spin around

We are smiling smiling smiling

with the children's smiley faces

they got lost in Tranceland

though they are ALL SMILING

we hope

the national character reflects the mood

somber I am wondering

are they South African children?

European or simply American?

Unannounced to us

Missing or lost we noticed they were missing

But you never told us their names

How could we find them in their drugged

hazes of learning disability remedies

from the State prescribed

just for them, special for special children?

You never told me their names or yours

They believe in my smiley faces

Hello Kitty backpacks

and Star Wars the movie many

the older ones loved this movie

maybe still boys probably not

by now that young

Remembering the death of their Inner Self

Before the Drugs remembering

their Inner Child before the diagnosis of ADDHD

remembering hazily when they once had

an Inner Child

Or maybe when they were children once

themselves not that long ago

in a dreamland that wasn't real

called childhood only one second ago

Remembering and smiling a trance smile

through young eyes they look at me

remembering and smiling a vague smile

a young smile still young at forty some are

probably drugged too for being hyperactive

or not learning quickly enough for the group

Judging them

We are Happy happy happy

In the United States with homogenous

people all the same no matter what the race

All the same without personal expression

or emotions we all insert Emoticons

in our outgoing emails

Sending emotional symbols to express

our hopeful feelings in emails

as we cannot talk

are not allowed to speak beyond a whisper

where are the people who don't own laptops?

they are missing

Only a few can really say anything


as we are all the same

Paralyzed in fear trying to remember

Our unsmiled smiles

How to do it how to smile

Without a smiley face emoticon

without emotional icons

that smile for us

in Tranceland happy

happy happy


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