Some doctors are good – some are really bad,
Some you will be sorry you met – some you will be glad,
Some are professionals and have some good sense,
Some are totally off the mark – and will turn you into a mess,
Some are fat and jolly some are mean and skinny,
Some got their license from Harvard University –
and some from a Shaman in Papua New Guinea,
Unfortunately, you don’t know until it is too late,
If you are the fisherman or just the fishing bait,
If you are like me, it’s like flipping a coin,
You go in for a headache and they split you at the groin,

Understanding Stenting

Pains in ones chest can have many a reasons,
Can be love, your injured pump or changes of the seasons,
In my case, it has been a lucky stroke for my 59 birthday,
Actually not a stroke, just pains resolved by Nitro spray,
A warning for me has been so gracefully sent,
I needed to listen carefully and then to understand,
Two arteries are each 95% blocked and jammed,
Making passage of the blood very tight and crammed,
In order to eliminate disaster – calamity prevent,
I was told that I am in a need to install in me a stent
Well actually, I need two at least a third is in question,
It’s cheaper by the dozen and does not hurt my digestion,
So come Monday I will present myself I shall not bent
I will stand proud no one will be able to say that I was under-stent

Don’t Wait To Be Given

Mitt Romney made his biggest mistake,
When he waited to be given – instead of take,
He does not understand the simple truth the real fact,
You don’t let others define you, it’s a suicide pact,
Romney waited for Obama to define him to the public,
Obama did and made Romney a rich Schmuck to the republic,
Romney now has to prove he has no sister and that he pays tax,
While Obama is sending the USA 300 years back on its tracks,
Another four years of Obama fast tongue but slow action,
The USA will forget addition it only needs subtraction,
Look at Rome America and learn, Sic Transit Gloria Mundi,
Very fast you can be with a GDP like Rwanda and Burundi

Yom Kippur Birthday

This year my birthday falls on Yom Kippur,
Sort of expected must be Force Majeure,
Every so often, it happens this way,
That my date of birth falls on that day,
It’s judgment day the Day of Atonement,
A day of fasting deep thoughts and repent,
Just my luck on this day no cake, no party,
As if otherwise, I would have one done for me,
Come to think of it I really don’t recall even once,
My birthday gave anyone a reason to dance,
So the Day of Atonement is very becoming,
Even without trumpets and drumming,

Bottom Line

I read Stanley Baker last words,
As he was dying, his last few precious breaths,
At the age of 48, he said,
As he was on his dying bed,
“I have no regrets I had a great life,
It was short yet was full of joy and strife,
I was born into love I married into love,
And spent my life in love,”
Lucky he was Stanley Baker, one must admit,
Easy to figure out, no need for special wit,
As for me – the awakening, recognition,
By my own admission,
Born into confusion,
Married into an illusion,
Spent my life in seclusion,
Now nearing conclusion,


What is wrong with today’s “leadership”?
Why do I stay up at night unable to sleep?
Because today we have career politicians,
Weaklings that cannot make decisions,
Kissing little babies in fund raising meetings,
While everyone else is taking a beating,
Their specialty has been for many years,
To make promises to the masses amidst empty cheers,
Their interest is how to keep their job alive,
Instead of doing their job and let us survive,
Our choices have been between bad and worse,
This is our destiny this is our curse