Well known to most in Medicine <br /> is, that infarcts can do you in. <br /> They stipulate that arteries <br /> are to this human plague the keys. <br /> Cholesterol will stop the flow <br /> by making plaque from head to toe <br /> but mostly in the coronaries <br /> of Thelmas, Adrians and Harrys. <br /> No blood gets past the barricade <br /> you are in trouble, I'm afraid. <br /> When muscle gets no oxygen <br /> it screams at firsts, then packs it in. <br /> Or so the theory in use.... <br /> <br /> Well, listen, I've got different views. <br /> The plug that is the cause of it <br /> is nothing good, which I admit, <br /> it's truly pathological <br /> a foreign presence if you will. <br /> But, mark my words and see me frown <br /> they've got the meatpie upside down. <br /> And I propose the heart that fails <br /> has in itself gone off the rails. <br /> And that the only consequence <br /> is debris, which makes lots of sense. <br /> To craft a bypass, place a stent <br /> may pay the surgeon's townhouse rent. <br /> But since it doesn't treat the cause <br /> (I hear your boo's and eeeh's and ahh's) , <br /> the patient's life is still the same <br /> but, as a player in this game <br /> he's been convinced there was a need.... <br /> <br /> Perhaps, I've sown a little seed.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/from-my-attic-xiii/
