Back Pain Poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet

Back Pain



The incessant pain within my back,
Defrays my thoughts from work in hand,
Lack of attention will make me crack,
If I can't concentrate on more than my back.

Have I strained a muscle or trapped a nerve?
This constant pain makes my cussin' heard,
I thank G-D I'm alone when I cry so,
For any visitors would surely go.

If I sit relaxed and watch T.V.,
Fall asleep or drink hot tea,
In a comfy position the pain does abate,
But when I get up, the pain does grate.

Between my spine and shoulder I feel sore,
The pain does linger for many long hours,
Why must I ache, day after day?
What have I done wrong, that for it I must pay?

‘If it hurts, I know it's there' ~ I used to say,
But as I grow older, for solace I do pray.
Let me live without pain, then happier be I,
And grateful forever, until ~ I do die.

Copyright (c) Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 17 May 2006

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