Poem: B12 deficiency - a silent death

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Submitted by Anonymous (not verified) on Tue, 08/31/2010 - 20:40

I am, I see, I think and I feel why does no one recognise me.
I want to shout out in the darkness
'Why the loneliness, isolation and a desperate helplessness;
Please someone comfort me'.

Some doctors say it’s all in your head,
That’s it, there's nothing more to be said.

50x3 years ago a doctor found out about someone like me,
What went wrong and how can this be?
Why there are so many people around like me. The facts he found
have gone underground.
No longer is there chapter and verse
There is so very little to be found.
This silent disease slips into our lives;
It knows neither age nor does it discriminate
Only to often it’s found to late.

But what is a rebel without a cause?
It’s me and the revolution.... b12 of course.

by Susan Peacock 

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