I am in pain, excruciating,
Throbbing the limbs and the mind,
Gulping of pills may kill the pain,
But it has to be addressed and eliminated,
What is the use of having insurance,
When half of the adult population in pain?
Suffering in silence, mimicking with alcohols,
The deficiency of micro nutrients in food,
The deficiency of certain hormones in blood,
The deficiency of love in the hearts,
The deficiency of concern on the streets,
I am in pain and searching for another stripe.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So many forms of pain. Some self inflicted yet others suffering relying on drugs.No one wants to rely on these. Have you written this due to your pain. Thanx