Tamper-Resistant
by Johnson Cheu


One wonders where our innocence went?
Dim or fevered with memory, the mind recalls time
When the world became tamper-resistant.

Annoyed at the foil that protects Tylenol, safety meant,
For the dubious world we live in, a sign.
One wonders where our innocence went?

Twelve-year-old Mary Kellerman sought sleep, pain’s banishment.
So too, Paula Prince, home from a flight to the sublime,
When the world became tamper-resistant.

Victims too, the Jones — Adam, Stanley, Theresa; Marys Reiner and McFarland,
Seeking relief from pain, grief, or grind.
One wonders where our innocence went?

Mysterious these deaths were; some wondered if God-sent?
Cyanide-laced capsules the culprit; everyone’s medicine cabinet a landmine,
When the world became tamper-resistant.

Thirty years since sinister hands rendered our supermarkets abhorrent.
Pestilence, war, famine forever plague, but humanity lost, our pills remind.
One wonders where our innocence went?
When the world became tamper-resistant.






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