Burns Elimination

Consider first this small extract from the original Death and Dr Hornbook by Robert Burns, written in 1785 (Source: BBC)

Ev’n them he canna get attended,
Altho’ their face he ne’er had kend it,
Just shite in a kail-blade, an’ sent it,
As soon’s he smells ‘t,
Baith their disease, and what will mend it,
At once he tells ‘t.

Re-interpretation and translation by Derek Morrison (2017)

Now death is circling overhead
Physician cannot reach his bed
Although patient he has never seen
Sends specimen for expert screen
He smells the foetid mass and smiles
No death gateway here; only piles.

But embedded in the bowels of Burns’ satirical poem – which on the surface is about a doctor cheating death by employing, apparently, an 18th century version of telemedicine – lies a more serious matter. The polemic in the commentary section highlights this [select Continue Reading].

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Iron Man

by Derek Morrison

Exercise junky
Multi-marathon man
Endurance cyclist
Part of plan.

Training sorted
Muscles tuned
Supplements swallowed
Nutrients spooned.

Out all weathers
Wind and rain
Ignore discomfort
Feel no pain.

All prizes won
All plaudits received
All now gone
Past is grieved.

Endurance build
Played its part
Such big muscles
Included heart.

Train for marathons
Long distance rides
Some transient injury
Heart’s silence hides.

With recovery time
Of just a week
Return to normal
Heart back to peak.

But …

On frequent challenge
I once did thrive
To lead endurance
You need such drive.

After years of silence
Now pump complains
Can no longer repair
Such repetitive strains.

Heart fibrous tissue
Bad electrical fluxion
Risks irregular rhythms
From faulty conduction.

Artery walls stiff
Things looking black
Furring up risks
Stroke or heart attack.

We endurance veterans
Who train to extreme
Risk such silent injury
That ruins the dream.

So exercise junky
Multi-marathon man
Endurance cyclist
Best review the plan.

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Branded

by Derek Morrison

Frédéric_de_Civry182x300I struggle hard to understand
My obsession with the leading brand
A transient boost to needy pride
Makes this the only one to ride
Reassuringly expensive the price I paid
To project the image I wish conveyed
Pursuing quality is what I claim
Not tacit value in branded name
But lesser brands are just as viable
And many are much more reliable
But Mondeo class would never do
To align with my peers or crew
Dressed in my ersatz sponsored attire
Cueing lifestyle … or perhaps desire
Quality of life is what I sought
And be admired for what I’ve bought
For brand monsters lie within my head
It’s id and ego who must be fed.

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