Pain

By Zita Perera Subasinghe

You gruesome beast, you uninvited guest!

What do you really want of me?

Controlling, sadistic, annoying pest!

Are you supposed to benefit me?

You are a warning, something’s a foot

But you do not know your limit

I have a problem and must get to the root

But it’s not within your remit

Selfish pest needing much attention

Fed with tablets you quieten a bit

Suddenly you’re back with a vengeance

You think I am a dimwit

You claim attention like a spoilt child

I stoke you with an ointment dollop

You pretend to get quiet and mild

Then suddenly ‘Crash, bang, wallop’!

You start again, you spoilt brat

Mild at first slowly increasing

Creeping up like a stealthy rat

Lapping it up but demand unceasing

Pharmo prof said of  you this way

It’s like explaining something familiar

Known to us day to day

In terms of words unfamiliar!

So it means you are an enigma

You are an inexplicable mystery

Even to define you are a dilemma

You have been throughout history

OK Ok you have your slots

But do not try to overdo it

Remember that I call the shots

No! I don’t have to prove it!

Calm down dear, it’s going to be fine

Your tenancy is at an end

There are others waiting in line

Get ready for a new best friend!

Miss you? No not in a million years

The final hour it does seem

No I won’t shed any sad tears

Take me with you? Don’t even dream!

You are sad you have to go?

I cry boo hoo, oh really?

I would like to let you know

You overstayed your welcome clearly