Michael Langston

MY REMEMBRANCE OF THEE
by Michael Langston

When life’s many sorrows
All press around me
Like the icy winter winds
Of a bleak December night,
Such times I take refuge
In my remembrance of thee…
And warm my cold hands
By the soft-glowing firelight.

Some think that electroshock treatments were something that psychiatrists performed in the past and eventually stopped performing, like with lobotomy. But the grotesquely barbaric practice of electroshock is still alive and well and it needs to be banned.

MY BELOVED ONE
by Michael Langston

I saw her from afar one day,
Beautiful and radiant in the glowing sun.
Unseen I ran along my way,
Unknown to my beloved one.

The sun shone bright upon her hair,
Upon her flowing silken dress
And touched her face, a face so fair,
With a soft and warm caress.

Unheard I whispered, went round a bend,
And left behind where I had run
The words, I love you, in the wind,
Unheard by my beloved one.

Millions of children are receiving psychiatric drugs in order to control them and in order for the drug industry and psychiatry to profit from them. Tremendous harm is being inflicted on these children. This insane drugging of children needs to be banned.

HOW DO I KNOW THAT YOU LOVE ME?
by Michael Langston

I read it…
in the letters
that you write me,

I hear it…
from your lips
when you tell me,

I can see it…
in your eyes
when you behold me,

And I feel it…
in your touch
as you hold me.

ADHD drugging of children may benefit teachers, but there are zero true benefits for the child, either short-term or long-term, and there are plenty of harmful effects on the brain, on the heart, on growth, and on the long-term outcomes of these children.

SPRING DANCE
by Michael Langston

Though in the crowd, I am alone
With no one there to call my own;
I walk amidst the people there,
But there is no one there to care.

Their eyes look blindly straight through me,
Like a ghostly shape they cannot see,
As though no one were really there,
As though I were the empty air.

I stand and think of times gone by
Before we said our last good-bye
When love was mine and you were there,
Your smile, your eyes, your long blonde hair.

I turn and walk into the night
And leave this place of sound and light,
But no one knows that I have gone,
And no one cares…
I am alone.