Lyme DiseaseA Chapter by Kenneth The Poet
The cruel ailment
was found in the grassy fields, the deer tick havens. The organism is twisted, drilling into brain, bone, lungs and heart. The damage it does is extensive, blindness can be the last outcome. Many patients think that the ailment is chronic, not a short battle. Insurers refuse to believe that the ailment is a lifelong one. The rules put forth by the medical body are just favoring them. Them being the big pharmaceutical beasts that privatized the thing. Thing being parts and pieces of the spiraling organism's code. People matter not when the bottom line can be made all the bigger. But we are dumb things, beings that are a virus to Mother Nature. We feed without pause, we replicate virally, and so she fights back. She sends us AIDS and hepatitis and cancer, even Lyme disease. A distant cousin of syphilis, it might be spread sexually. The evidence slight, but if so, people might care just a little more. But day in, day out, they suffer silently so against the spiral. Impaired, unable to move very far, dying ever so slowly. Let us pray for an end to this quiet ailment, the disease from Lyme. © 2011 Kenneth The Poet |
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Added on May 29, 2011 Last Updated on May 29, 2011 AuthorKenneth The PoetBismarck, NDAboutKenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more..Writing
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