B

Meningitis hitting the headlines lately it's brought back painful memories. My son is a fully recovered survivor of meningococcal meningitis. Or meningitis B. And he is my world.

It quietly resigned in the body of youth
Silently plotting it's relentless feud
Unborn to known, it's impending threat
Then it shot to life to cause merciless death

Like a snake it slithered up the spine
Through the veins, collapsing the vines
It's claws were filled with venom and greed
A poison so strong, no discrimination to creed

A believer in science, so helpless, I prayed
Only hope to hang on to for survival each day
'Prepare yourself' were the words softly spoken
You die, I die, our world almost broken

I'll never forget that shining spark
That gleam of light in the darkest of darks
His eye's shone to life, glaring his advance
Over this blood fuled monster, my boy had his chance

The fight was over, as sheer love prevailed
A life so precious, his strength we all hailed
Through good times and bad, it never veers from my mind
How quickly it can happen, for disaster to unwind.

Reviews

[Robert Parlange]

It is difficult to watch someone you love suffering in pain. You feel so helpless as you stand back and let strangers tend to their illness. You want to do something but all you can do is love them.
I had to watch my sister die; take her last breath. All I could do was stand there helpless. She wanted us to be there. Love was all we could offer. It was all she wanted.

[ckane]

I am so sorry for the loss of your dear sister. They tell you, in these helpless situations, to "stay strong, for them", and it is probably the most difficult task to do in life.

[Hardik Lalwani]

Good one, loved to read your stuff.

[ckane]

Thank you so much, really appreciate it. 😁

[Hardik Lalwani]

your welcome