No Whining

Today with my doctors recommendation There at a pharmacy I listened to in total frustration They warned me of a multitude of the side effects Which seemed distressing and not what one expects Pain, fatigue, swelling, fever with just one injection Wondering now with a temperature, is it an infection So now in a few months I have to decide a virus shot A shot that there are a number of folks who will boycott But where I live folks did not get ill until now The hospital has more beds for that virus than they usually allow And thousands are dying while others ignore reality The decisions before us are becoming a cruel finality Companies in States lying to their employees now dying I watch and read the news and see my country crying And I am complaining about a little shot Watching this country where so many seem to be bought I know that this is not a normal feature of poetry Its difficult to write scary not flowery But I had to think about it — words are critical And taking care of ourselves and others is vital The pains from the little shot and fever are declining So I will do what I can no sighing no whining