To breath and not be tired by breathing. (an acrostic ) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ To breath and not be tired by breathing . Or to catch one’s breath when about to choke
By slow suffocating and no I’m not joking Really it’s like a plastic bag over your head Escaping death is the only natural remedy A tube connected to home compressed air That is the fate of sufferers around t’ world Having chronic asthma it ain’t no joke.
And I have witnessed first hand the fear. Not being able to breath when you awake. Do you have that trouble now I hope not ?
No I wouldn’t wish it on any one this day n age Oh to breath and not be tired by breathing Tired by just keeping that old body alive
Be thankful if you can boast such good health Each day count those blessings God has sent
To breath and not be tired by breathing. I warn you that you may be old someday Relax and remember this poetic warning Endeavour to give up cigarettes today. Death warnings carried on every packet.
By songs and warnings all around about You listen but one more *** won’t matter
But there you cannot put the **** thing out Relegation to the designated smoking area Even though it has become a social place. A conversation with a fellow smoker is sublime Though to breath n not be tired by breathing Having left if much to late to then escape I see the grim reaper as he comes to get you Nothing I could ever do again but pray. God has now granted you relief from pain. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Written by Philip November 6th 2018
Breathing was difficulties that my wife Barbara suffered. She smoked for much of her life and had to survive her final years on home compressed oxygen