The Hellish Days of Christmas

On a hellish day at Christmas

my Parkinson’s gave to me,

health, some shortcomings,

heaven’s snipers sniping,

tension stops me sleeping,

nothing life enhancing,

hate it, jaded, wilting,

senses gone or dimming,

sickness not allaying,

synuclein;

more scrawling words,

free charity pens,

truth hurts, its dross

ah Parkinson’s apathy!