Francis Osho Poet I do not know?

Coronaries and Cabbage

coronary vessels feed our hearts
blood pumped bright red circulate from
our delicate hearts nourishing the tiny cells
blood flows like a river undisturbed branching
like a monstrous tree rebranching into twigs leading
to leaves and life is a beautiful flow of love
when your heart breaks you are despondent
cry and re cry drink and vomit time heals you hardly die
a clot of blood tiny thrown in the vessels
your flow is lost you could die instantly or live 
another life your destiny they call it coronary
they might lyse the ache in your heart lytics
wire and balloon your collapsing vessels in the lab
or even bypass or detour your damaged vessels
needlessly a lot of times and call it cabbage

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Poet Destroyer A December 18, 2015 at 2:09 AM Interesting write Francis, I thought of vegetables at the end... Well done. Linda Francis Osho December 18, 2015 at 4:25 AM thanks linda. that is the name of open heart surgery.fda the drug companies and the system screws up your life for their gain.before jumping into any treatments pls read .in this age of info.