An arthritic interlude

Cobblestones affect the bones
When travelling too fast
Shaky joints damage the points
Despite how long they last
And last they do
But it is true
Considerable weight can place
A lot of stress and without redress
It’s a blast from the past

Inflammation is a creation
A demonstration that
Where ones body takes an almighty swing
But knows not where it’s at
The cold wind scythes
The sinew writhes
The pain creates a way
It supersedes the medicine
Which drowns out so to say

People looking at you
Will have just no idea
With no drugs in your body
It never will be clear
In that actual condition
You are and thus you must
Realise the dramatic nature
Which just may disgust