When I can fix the world I will tackle mental illness
And vanquish it with some resource we do not now possess.
Who knows how long we’ll have to wait to find the good solution,
Better than Freud’s insight,
Better than cognitive therapy,
Better than adjusting a cocktail of chemicals every week or every month,
Up and down, more an less, new and old
But never really getting it to the point of satisfaction.
And when I accomplish this there will be other things to worry about.
For instance, who will be our greatest artists,
For so many of the greatest artists
Have been those who see the world somewhat differently than we do.
We love it when they teach us through their music or their painting.
So when I can fix the world we’ll still have music, sculpting, drawing.
But not at the cost of so much suffering.
When I can fix the world, our art will spring from hope and joy and kindness.
And a little bit of suffering, though only if we need it,
To help us remember compassion.
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