Friday, 18 January 2013

If Shakespeare Had Lupus

Shall I compare you to a virulent flu?
You are more savage and more permanent:
The flu's weakness, pains and fevers last a few days,
And when they pass they leave no trace.
But lupus flares continue months or years,
And times of remission are short-lived,
You change your evil symptoms constantly,
and bring unpleasant surprises day by day.
But you eternal lupus shall not fade
Nor let your victims rest from their torment.
Only death can end your tyrannous rule,
Until that day someone invents a cure:

So long as I still breathe, or eyes can see,
Lupus still persists, and will still torment me.

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