Faith

a question for Dr. Sherman

How can I have the faith that you have,
that a compound, made in a laboratory,
made on a grand scale, outside the human body,
caressed by stainless steel,
can possibly hold the right passport,
the key for entrance,
to effect the same changes in my DNA,
as a compound that was made inside my body,
made of myself and caressed by every cell of me?

How can I have the faith that you have,
that my cells can be fooled?
And don't you think, even though fooled,
the cells must take time to adapt to this strange food?
Is that why it takes so long,
longer than you ever admit to,
for patients to feel better?

- Holly W. Graves, 2002

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