Monday, April 28, 2008

Poem: Medical Issues

I have
Medical Issues
which keep me from being free
chained to
pills, doctors
and Pain.
my life feels
not my own.
When will I be
free in the world?

To travel unhindered
my dearest wish.

I remember the days
of my health.
I wandered far, yes
but not far enough
I fear.

Why, dear Lord,
and I hindered?

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