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David E. Gates Poem
From China, Covid-19 its name,
Travelled west, and here it came.
Affecting many, making them ill.
It’s one purpose, seeming to kill.
Coughing, spreading, without knowing.
Events cancelled, no movies showing.
Calls for calm, as it takes its toll,
Morons stockpiling toilet roll.
Panic buying, hand gels and soap.
People dying, a loss of hope.
This virus, it cares not.
Though it hates the weather hot.
Take extra care, if you’re unwell,
And it will, be just swell.
Wash your hands, to stop the spread,
Else you may, well end up dead!
Copyright © David E. Gates | Year Posted 2020
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David E. Gates Poem
This is the story of Phineas Gage,
A man who died at quite a young age,
But his death is not what he’s famous for,
His fame comes from what went years before.
Working the railroad, he was struck by a rod,
Only survived, some say, by the grace of God.
For the iron “crowbar” shot through his head,
It’s a miracle, he didn’t end up dead.
Three feet of metal, faster than a train,
Passed through his mouth, and then his brain,
Before exiting fully, this damaging probe,
Removed half of his left frontal lobe.
The poor man was thrown onto his back,
There he convulsed, like snakes in a sack,
Minutes passed, and then he talked,
And with little assistance, he then walked.
Into town, via oxcart, transported,
A physician attended, or so was reported,
Disbelief, was the first reaction,
Doctor Harlow took over, gave it more traction.
Harlow shaved the scalp, applied a compress,
But over the next days, there were signs of distress.
Fungi were growing, from the top of his head,
Friends were expectant, to hear he was dead.
Fetid exhalations and a bulging eye,
Comatose reaction, almost waiting to die.
Harlow cut his forehead, drained off pus,
And Gage’s recovery, began again thus.
For the next twelve years, he lived life quite able,
Got a job, working in a stable.
Then, epileptic seizures came,
And his life, they would come to claim.
In 1860, on the 21st of May,
This "crowbar case” passed away,
Injured whilst earning a wage.
This was the story, of Phineas Gage.
Copyright © David E. Gates | Year Posted 2019
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