woe unto me, a poem

"O, woe is me T'have seen what I have seen, see what I see!" - Shakespeare (Hamlet)

The Chinese treat the common cold

with Ma Huang,

a plant associated with tea.

The Greek physician Hippocrates

supposed a build up of waste on the brain

caused the stuffed up noses.

By 60 AD chicken soup received

its famous reputation as treatment

by Roman surgeon, Pedanius Dioscorides

along with 12th century physician Moses Maimonides.

Others like the Christians in the Middle Ages,

believed the soul could escape the body

in a sneeze,

so they covered their mouths.

But it was good ol' hundred dollar bill

Benjamin Franklin who

informed us of the transference of the cold

through the air between people

as opposed to the prevailing thought that

cold weather was the culprit.

And yet, still today

the common cold

is just as common as ever

and we are without a cure,

which leaves me sleepless

and alone

with the baby who can't seem to decide

if he wants his head turned

to the right

or to the left

or just smashed directly into the bedding

with all airways blocked,

while my wife

coughs and sneezes her way into

a snooze on the couch.

Woe, is me.

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