STATE OF HIS BODY ADDRESSED
He hadn’t prepared for THIS,
His body was obviously amiss…
Legs shooting pain
With swollen disdain,
He’d face a lot more to contain.
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Exhaustion darkens the eyes
From little sleep–no surprise…
Making his way
Through life every day
And keeping his doctors apprised.
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Doesn’t feel fine or foxy,
Got his own supply of oxy*…
Muscular hurts
The oxy* skirts,
A band-aid like two-part epoxy.
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Struggle forward he must,
In his doctors’ advice he must trust…
Efforts increase
Or life quality’ll cease,
To be stiffened by encroaching rust!
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I’m not sure his wife understands
Why he vocalizes her demands…
Getting so mean,
Making a scene,
Her pain…stays under her command.
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He’s paying the price of duress
For not acting wiser, I guess…
Struggling for years.
One thing is clear–
It was never seriously addressed!
–Jonathan Caswell
* oxy…short for the pain-killer, oxycodone-acetaminophen.