Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet

'Come Myasthenics Of The World Unite'

Dedicated to the skills of our Neurologists

Come Myasthenics of the World unite,
To tell All the People of our plight,
How this Muscle Disease is hard to bear,
Without friends and family being there.

The Rag-Doll Disease it is known to some,
As such, let it be known to everyone.
Ocular Myasthenics with their wistful stare,
Whose eye-muscles have locked beyond repair,
General Myasthenics whose bodies work,
Their cocktail of drugs they must not shirk
Reliant on our Neurologists' decisions
To make our muscles work without inhibition.

The cause of Myasthenia is not known,
Nor has a cure yet been found,
But for the minority of us in the World,
We hope funding for research will be always be around.

This Myasthenic's decision to write
Poetry, to tell all of our plight,
To make known worldwide this Disease,
To ask for help for our eventual release.

Copyright (c) Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 15 August 2004

Poem Submitted: Monday, October 10, 2005
Poem Edited: Sunday, February 19, 2012

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