My Affliction


Just healthy enough to die
There's some mud in your eye.
The surgery will surely end you
That's our learned opinion.
Oh, you may live a while
But have no misgivings.
Your time draws nigh.
Seek benediction.
I'm just healthy enough to die.
That's my affliction.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Wolf Avatar
November 13, 2023 at 6:34 PM
O, so true... Once in the hands of 'the surgeon,' we surrender all pretenses that we control the direction of our health and our lives. Resonates totally, RJ. Thanks, gw
Elless Avatar
November 12, 2023 at 3:40 AM
Thank You, Pangie. I am fine for now. It is so ironic, they said you have to have have surgery right now urgent. But I'm not healthy enough for it ?? I have to up my sodium. Ok. Ooookay. Ha! keep rolling.XX
Romios Avatar
November 11, 2023 at 10:15 AM
RJ…I have been dying for forty years. But I still am here? I hope you are OK! Doctors are great at writing us off, aren’t they! Pangie xxxx
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