Mens Silent Private Hell

There is this story,
I would like to tell,
about mens, silent, private, hell.
From the age of forty,
it creeps up unknowing.
The only sign is, 
that your flow is slowing.
It concerns the prostate you see,
when suddenly, one day or night,
you are unable to pee.
It is as if you are full,
right up to your ears.
The pain is so intense.
You struggle, and struggle to go,
but only a dribble appears.
So of to the doctor or hospital,
one has to go,
where a tube is inserted to release the flow.
So my advice to you men out there,
is once you hit forty.
Go to visit your doctor, 
and of your prostate, take care.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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