A Story of Lyme Told in Haiku

Ticks feed for their life.
Spirochete burrow tissue;
searing pain throughout.

Lyme disease adhered.
Muscles, joints and brain refuse
to work. It's the end.

Doctors won't help you.
But it's not all in your head.
Crippled body; truth.

Money, pills, money.
Pain, suffering, endurance;
Missed out on so much.

Days without an end.
Guilt, sorrow, fear, rejection,
Because of a tick.

Loved ones, holding close.
Courage and light in darkness;
Bacteria dies.

Ticks kill without care.
I will smash them with bare hands;
No more Lyme on Earth.


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