State of Change

From 24th April 2007 comes this poem. Anyone who has had their life turned upside down, even if not forever, knows what a change of perspective that brings, of how small and frail creatures we are. I wrote this when suffering from acute back pain and sciatica, but re-reading it makes me think of my friends who are also in pain because of sudden events overtaking them.

State of Change

The world of sharp red agony

Screaming messages of pain

No escape, nowhere to flee

Escape is futile, all in vain 

Realisation of how precious

Health so taken for granted

Of the lack of pain, delicious

Joy again, now so enchanted 

Is there endurance with hope?

So many years ahead of hurt?

Where is the strength to cope?

We are not machines, inert. 

Here is the state of change

Bringing perspective strange.