Expressing dislike for drugs, not ever wanting to use
any of them, but alas, with all the surgeries being
done throughout the years taking some.
Having to take some pain medications, luckily having
a tolerance for pain, taking only the ones not being
allergic to, but only on a limited basis.
Listening instead to rhythms and music, allowing notes,
tempos, rhythms and music, allowing it to play into
mind and intellect, a way to ease the pain so deathly
hurtful, continuing through life with shades of gray.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem