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Stress

Stress

 

Stress, the disease of stealth

borne out of our driven age

Where we strive beyond our strength

only to succumb and then relinquish

Strong or weak stress seeks its prey

it affects almost every aspect of each day

It lies, often dormant before it strikes

then brought low, ill or in despair

We struggle to function as before

There is no immunisation or remedy of effect

as the virus can take many forms

Solace in alcohol or drugs are seized upon

for some medication to alleviate

or therapies to help cope

It is endemic to our age

a rampant killer of the weak and vulnerable

it is invisible and very subtle

It adopts many faces

and inhabits many places

and it carries no health warning

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keith jeffries

Wed 17th May 2017 12:25

Dave, thank you for this. You are right in that retirement reduces the stress factor considerably. This I know from first hand. Keith

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Dave D Poet Rhumour

Wed 17th May 2017 08:56

Well expressed thoughts Keith, the only solace I can offer is to observe that after we reach retirement age, many of those stresses inflicted by the workplace quickly fade out of sight... Best wishes, Dave

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raypool

Mon 15th May 2017 15:23

Such a complex subject Keith that it would be unfair to pick the bones out of such a poem as yours, or risk a pointless ramble - but pose a question you certainly have. Animals of course deal with stress in the raw by increased blood pressure and fight or flight. How many of us choose these parallels in the human framework. I reckon less than we suppose, but are caught in the trap of proving ourselves.

Ray

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Mon 15th May 2017 09:12

we often deal with stress by passing it on to others. Offloading I believe it's called. Can't help but think there's something not quite sustainable with that model. Not that I have an alternate remedy. Seems we are destined to suffer at our own hands for all eternity. I mean, just reading this poem made me stressed - only joking ? Col.

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Mia

Mon 15th May 2017 06:10

This hit very close to home, thank you for putting it in beautiful words

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