Science Sucker


I laughed at Dr. Atkins and I scoffed
at Weston Price; I rolled my eyes when friends
described their fasts. I held my facts aloft
from theirs: with logic trained, dismissing trends,
explaining the control of calories,
I advocated breakfast; I’d reserve
some room each evening for selected sweets;
I tried repeatedly what didn’t serve.

I never should have listened! All along
I only wanted food from noon till night.
In following my taste for greens and seeds,
I would have been more vigorous and strong.
My infant instincts would have done me right,
but I believed corrupted science feeds.

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