COVID My Bungholio

Probably not my first battleground with this nasty bug
Still haven't tested positive after many attempts
But I know I have it now
False negatives or perhaps it's just my luck
I'm still kicking my way thru it, and I trust that none of you
Want to take this cross from me
But feel free
Grandma's got it too, that's my mom
Always taking care of us all no matter what the cost
Bless her soul
Hope all those vain vaccinations were worth it
So far so good . . . still here in the hood
No 911 calls yet but she says keep it on hold
This aint no ordinary cold
It reaches deep down and taints the soul
I feel for all the dead before me
Now is my chance to dance with this devil
Giving me night sweats and a backwards fever
I feel soooo cold like I could die
Really makes me feel that mortal mold
With an electric cord protruding from the back of my skull
Don't unplug me yet
I still have some more poems to write
Is tonight the night
I aint afraid
Jesus has my back
My faith is intact
He says Our Father forgives me when it's not
So, I say a few Our Fathers and struggle through some Hail Marys
(It's been a while since I've said those.  Threw out my Rosary years ago)
I've walked thru so many Church doors that you'd think me a swinger
But I'm a deadringer for what is real
Ringing the dinner bell Ding Ding Ding Ding Dong!
What's wrong with me Lord, why'd you make me this way?
Extra toes and thumbs, kinda seems dumb
I think I would have been better off with an extra brain
Perhaps then I'da been a bit more sane
Less of a pain
More like everyone else like anyone else would care
I dare to overthrow tyranny and jerks
With a glare of my obvious godlike good looks.
I must get that from you, my Lord
Thanks for being there for me thru all these years
Putting up with all my failures and doubts and bad poetry

And to anyone else reading this malarky
Thanks for sharing!

I think I'm going to go now
And visit the porcelain thrown
For a while.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Dietrich Avatar
April 15, 2025 at 5:12 PM
wow, you are humorous and witty. Great job. I never got covid even though my hubbie did. wasn't vaccinated. I never cared. Maybe that was the trick, just not worrying about it.
Gasun Avatar
August 28, 2024 at 6:37 PM
I was not excempted here my dear poet friend. When I got it, I recovered after 6 months. An great write I immensely enjoyed reading this morning my friend. Thanks a lot for sharing. Blessings to you always and your writings. Hugs
Bartley Avatar
August 28, 2024 at 9:14 PM
Ouch! But you did recover eventually. I assume you were in the hospital the whole time? I'm probably almost over it. So far so good. I still feel like poo. Though I'm praying and asking for prayers for my 80+ year ol' mom. She's suffering a bit more than I. Thanks for sharing.
Leach Avatar
August 28, 2024 at 6:19 PM
Wonderful words here, good write.
Edmonds  Avatar
August 28, 2024 at 4:22 PM
I had a week in hospital with Covid-pneumonia two years ago, it was awful. I lost my hearing and sense of smell, luckily they eventually came back. Have enjoyed the read… Beryl
Bartley Avatar
August 28, 2024 at 9:15 PM
Thanks for sharing your success story. That definitely helps.
Allison Avatar
August 28, 2024 at 4:04 PM
I've had covid twice, thankfully not badly but it can leave long term side effects - wouldnt wish it on anyone ... as for visiting the poetry throne that's is where I go - love your humour Benjamin and I help out in churches but am not a church goer - got no faith but that's no surprise when i see such hypocrisy here ! hugs jan xx
Bartley Avatar
August 28, 2024 at 9:18 PM
The world is so full of poo. it's sometimes hard to smell the flowers. Especially right now with my sinuses all whacked out. Thanks for caring and sharing. I still won't turn down a prayer from you. ooo's and xxx's back at ya.
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