A Song In The Making

My poem about RSD has just been put to music and will soon be recorded, God willing.

RSD

I’ve had this thing forever

this thing called RSD

No matter where or when,

it kept pursuing me

One place, then another,

it never would relent

Attacking all my body parts

until they all were spent

I fought my best to beat it

never giving in

The fiercest pain I’d ever known

was pushing hard to win

All the years I battled

to keep this thing at bay

But in the end, seemingly,

I didn’t have a say

My only consolation

and comfort through it all

Is knowing I was not alone,

my God was standing tall

Standing right beside me

and holding tight my hand

Whispering “I love you” 

and “I have got a plan”

A plan for good and not for bad

But you will have to trust

That this is meant to strengthen you

Although it seems unjust

Copyright Mary Jane Gonzales

3-25-11