Sciatica

(stand back… don’t just look…see)

Right in the middle of my step

A frozen pain within me lept

I reach behind to hold on tight

There’s no relief, what is my plight?

My mouth gapes open…Silent screams

Not one can help me now, it seems

Someone reaches… grabs my hand

Don’t pull, Don’t touch, is my command

With time and breath, this too will pass

Move very slowly… your no young lass.

CMJordan/Jan2017

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