Michael Langston

LONGING
by Matthew Arnold

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

Come, as thou cam’st a thousand times,
A messenger from radiant climes,
And smile on thy new world, and be
As kind to others as to me!

Or, as thou never cam’st in sooth,
Come now, and let me dream it truth,
And part my hair, and kiss my brow,
And say, My love why sufferest thou?

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

One would think that the National Cancer Institute, which has a huge annual budget exceeding 5 billion dollars, would allocate a small portion of that vast sum of money to research this phenomenally successful treatment. But, sadly, such is not the case.

IN REMEMBRANCE OF SARA TEASDALE
by Michael Langston

Though the flame be forgotten
That once burned warm and bright
In the cold, midnight stillness
Of that long-lost winter night,

Though the gray, crumbled ashes
Strewn out across that snow
Were swept away forever…
To where only the wind shall know,

Though the flower be forgotten
That once adorned that spring,
Her thoughts will live forever;
Her angel’s voice still sings.

DUST OF SNOW
by Robert Frost

The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.

Cancer cells are dependent on glucose for energy, so lowering the amount of available glucose by eating a ketogenic diet and utilizing ketones for energy instead is an anti-cancer strategy that makes a lot of sense, and is one of the first things I’d try.

MY SECRET LOVE
by Michael Langston

Across the floor, not far from me,
Within this dreary factory,
My secret love sits busily
Amidst the noise and drudgery.

So beautiful, so young and fair,
To her, none other can compare;
And trying vainly not to stare,
I watch the back of her long blonde hair:

In all my life I’ve never seen,
In all the world there’s never been
A sight more lovely than this scene:
This long blonde hair of golden sheen.

Passing time will soon erase,
An empty chair will soon replace
All this wealth of untold grace
She brings into this joyless place.

If broken dreams could be made new,
If secret wishes could all come true,
Then I would ask for only two:

To touch her hair…and hold her too.

ACQUAINTED WITH THE NIGHT
by Robert Frost

I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.

I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,

But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height,
One luminary clock against the sky

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.

When adverse effects of Prozac appeared, rather than taking the child off the drug, doctors added another drug that is even worse: the antipsychotic Risperdal. When adverse effects arise from a drug, patients are almost always placed on yet another drug.