Poem…Shall I take the cure pill?

Hello my lovely Bloggy friends,

I was reading an article today on Autism Support Network.

Here is the link;

“Autism & theory of mind: just whose mind are we referring to here?”

I found this extremely interesting and while reading it was reminded of a poem I wrote a while back.

I’ll let the article speak for itself, just follow the link.

All people are unique and beautiful individuals.

We all have our own understanding and convictions on what we believe.

This article helped me and that is why I’m sharing it.

Here is my poem.

Shall I take the cure pill?

by Alienhippy

They’ve invented a new tablet, to take my quirks away

It will cure me of my ASD and help me fit today

I’ll be able to understand what it is that I can gain

By being part of what goes on, no-longer live this pain


They are giving out this pill tomorrow, I’d better get in line

It might be the answer to the prayers I’ve prayed so many times

I’ll be able to cope with noisy rooms and people will talk to me

I’ll be different from the way I’m made and then I’ll truly see


What it is to just be normal and not an obsessive freak

To be seen as just intelligent, and not an eccentric geek

To go into a party and cope with conversation

Be normal, accepted, understood, a manufactured creation


Now, I’ve been thinking hard on this and if I take that pill

I’m telling God that He is wrong and I refuse His will

I’m telling Him that He has made a mistake in what He’s done

That His Handiwork is not good enough, the battle isn’t won


I know God doesn’t make mistakes, I’m fearfully and wonderfully made

He sent His Son to die for me, He has already been betrayed

A Brother/friend He loved so much, but He knew it was meant to be

Just like my quirks and fears and pain are all to set me free


Maybe I will not see it here, but in this world I don’t belong

I do not fit, I might be odd, but to God there’s nothing wrong

With how I’m wired or who I am, I’m unique and will give Him glory

Each day is hard but together with God, I’ll keep looking at Jesus’ story


 I am perfectly formed, created as His, protected by Angels above

One day I’ll go home and look in His eyes, surrounded in His perfect Love.

8 thoughts on “Poem…Shall I take the cure pill?

  1. Hello, dear friend! I’m so glad that you found my blog, and thank you for commenting.

    Beautiful poem, and what a wonderful reminder to us all that God doesn’t make mistakes.

    We had a local story that had a happy, no MIRACULOUS ending. I’m not sure whether you heard about it on your side of the pond so thought I would share it here with you:


    I cry happy tears every time I think about it.

    • Hi Shari@Rain into Rainbows,
      Thanks for following my link, I enjoyed reading your post.
      I will have a read of the link you posted for me as soon as I get a chance and I’m reading well.
      I love getting comments, I love it when new people comment on my blog too.
      Hope to see you again soon.
      Love, hugs, blessing and peace to you friend.
      Lisa. xx 🙂

  2. This poem had me in tears. My daughter has PDD-NOS, and she’s been offered tons of drugs, from Risperadol (SP) to natural sprays to reduce her anxiety. But we’ve chosen to forego drugs, and it is a decision we’ve debated several times. Our thought process was she isn’t ill, she can’t be “cured”, she was crafted this way for a purpose. She is beautiful, talented, wonderful…but we watch her struggle in school, with self-image, and with day-to-day life, etc. That’s when we wonder if we are doing her a disservice.

    • Hi Michelle,
      I’m not against medication for helping anxiety, depression, sleeping problems…etc.
      Learning about my Autism, dyslexia and maybe even traits of ADHD has helped me so very much. Knowing that I’m “Wonderfully Wired, created to be remarkable” makes all the difference. I have a beautiful friend who is always telling me this. She’s a NT Mum of ASD kids. She has a blog too…here is her link.
      For me from what I have lived,
      I don’t feel broken, I don’t feel like I need to be fixed.
      This is all I have ever known, I haven’t got a disease, that is killing me,I don’t suffer with being Autistic. I suffer from others misunderstanding and also from my own misunderstand of others.
      I think always trust who you are, you are her Mommy and God gave her to you because He knew you would look out for her best interest.
      Feeling loved, accepted and knowing my feelings are being considered has helped me.
      I will keep you and your daughter in prayer.
      Love and hugs to you friend.
      Lisa. xx 🙂

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