The Apple Fell From The Tree.

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It hit the ground and made straight for me.

The trail of maggots  climbed my legs

They entered me and sucked  the dregs.

They coloured  my view, trapped inside my eyes

Whispering in  my ears abhorrent lies that turned  the tides

Of  ills  besetting me. They feasted on my brains

Their waste  clogging up  my  arteries  and veins.

Filling  my womb  and ovaries

Damning up  my bladder, my waters  burst uncontrollably.

They  turned  my milk, so what, I was now baron

They pushed out  my hair  Until I resembled carrion.

I beg them to set  me free,they did not

I begged them  for peace and  for the pain to stop.

They  did not listen nor  did they care

They gave not a shit  for how I’d fare.

No one listened  no one cared. So long  as it was not them

Who suffered. Their eyes avoid me again and again.

They pumped me full of chemicals, bags  and lines and  needles

It made  me worse, I curse them to suffer me such evils.

They, though not the maggots, mopped  my brow and  soothed my pain

They begged me to fight and fight again.

I tried, I really did I fought, I screamed I cried.

At last, at last I watched  them fly,

I kissed those maggots goodbye.

Find  the cure don’t  let the apple  fall from the tree

Don’ t let those maggots free.

🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋

Another poem about illnesses and cancer from 2014.

#JusJoJan prompt the 22nd – “Limp”

Limp Bizkit is a group my youngest son used to like very much during the late nineties and early twenties, he even had posters all over his wall.

Here is my favourite track from them. I think it’s rather good to be honest.

Limp, anything week or not strong.

Limp material, no substance to it.

A degrogatory term Limb Wristed a term for someone effeminate or gay.

Part of LindaGHill’s Justjojan

A limp, to walk unevenly due to a weakness in ankle or leg, or a difference in leg lengths, or hip or knee problems. There are many reasons for limp.