Poem -

Traumas

Medic, medic

31/01/2022
Traumas

Traumas,
What do you know of them?
I’ve had more than a few.
I’ve had them for 36 long years,
Every single one new.

 From the very start in life,
It’s been traumatic.
Almost killing my mum at birth.
Her lives tok barely catching a tick.
Being born unto the world.
Trouble seeming automatic.
Getting pumped out at the age of 5,
I nearly died.
Like some sort of out and out,
Alcoholic.
Then school kid and then adult.
I’ve always known I’m Problematic.
If we had one when growing up,
I’d have been left Chained in the attic.
Anything bad in life,
Anything dark.
Seem to want to stick to me like static.
Have I really had that many scans.
I’ve now to have a radiation ban.
They kept that one In the artic.
Even though my cancer,
Again,
Is attached to me,
Like a blood sucking leach or tic!
I love life,
I live it to its fullest.
If I didn’t,
Life wouldn’t be as good as it is,
And I’d just be another statistic.
I’ve found a way of living with cancer.
Killing some even,
Just from my herbal chemo,
Magical trick.
It’s enemies say its just recreational, 
Only for the trip.
Then why is it my medical need,
When I’m shouting,
HELP!
MEDIC!
MEDIC!
I need my medicinal weed.
It’s the only thing keeping me,
From being eternally sick!
It’s the only thing in life,
Making me stick!

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