Thursday, February 22, 2024

Vinay Prasad Announces Plan to Publish a Book of Pandemic Inspired Poetry for Children.....

San Francisco, CA - Vinay Prasad, a controversial medical doctor and critic of what he believes has been an overbearing and ultimately harmful government response to the pandemic, has announced plans to publish a book of Poetry inspired by his experiences over the past four years.

Vinay Prasad, shown here visiting "Imagination Land", the magical place in his mind where he goes to write his poems and to dream his dreams

"This was a logical next step after the success of my children's book last year," Prasad, an oncologist and health researcher at the University of California, San Francisco, and author of Cora's Coronavirus Conniption, explained. "I've sat near several children, on buses and once at petting zoo, and I know how they think. I know that the best way to reach them is through the magic of the written word, especially when some of those words rhyme, such as the ones at the end of the sentences."

In addition to his books, articles, newsletters, and social media outreach, the busy physician and science communicator has also released a line of microwave meals. According to Prasad, people shouldn't have to choose between their career and their diet. "When you're busy saving children from the slavery of face masks, you don't always have time to cook. That's why I designed my meals to prevent a Holocaust of hunger with delicious but healthy options that are ready to eat after only two minutes in the microwave."

The following is an excerpt from one of Dr. Prasad's poems, "A Child's Lament":

My doctor says it's just a poke

He says a funny little joke 

While Mommy signs the dotted line

And promises I'll be just fine

We do not want it in our arms

Until there is data on the harms

And what about our little hearts

And other special body parts 

Who speaks for those who have no voice

Who fights for those who have no choice

Here lies a child who once was told

A vaccine helps them to grow old

The ground I'm buried in is cold...so cold

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