TOUCHED BY LYME: Los Angeles Lymewalk included art & poetry
THERE IS NO REASON
by Tracey Silver
There is no reason
Thru any season
To suffer from Lyme;
A Day in the Life
As sharp as a knife
With no cure, we endure
A life impure.
We meet here today
As we have so much to say;
There is no reason
Thru any season
To suffer from Lyme.
As we walk, we must talk,
To take a stance
It is our only chance;
To live a life,
That is free to be.
Amoxy, Doxy, Rocephine
And more;
Drugs, Drugs, Drugs
Still not sure
Maybe someday a possible cure?
Hazy, Crazy, Lazy
No Insurance?
Pay me!
Thru Every Season
Tick Tick Tick
Sick Sick Sick;
I want to be free
Can’t you see?
Thru Every Season
Rife, Strife, Life
Cut me open with a knife;
Pic line, sick line, help line
Can somebody please
Give me a sign!
Is there a reason
Thru every season
To suffer from Lyme?
We must have hope
In order to cope;
A day in the life
There is no reason
Thru any season
To suffer from Lyme.
