Philosophical I am,
Philosophical I be,
When the daily worries of life,
They do encompass me.
When stress upon my body
Causes inward chemistry
To destabilise my eye muscles,
With unpleasantness to see.
With difficulty to focus,
Like a TV out of sync, I be,
Until my medication works to regularise,
And again in focus, I do see.
For many weeks I wonder,
When will this change occur?
Will stabilisation be temporary?
Will the Destabilisation reoccur?
The Myasthenia is controlled,
Stress can make it change,
But to live Life to the full
Without stress, can’t be arranged.
© Yisroel Yonatan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 24 May 2005
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