I was once injured in a time gone by. 

To describe my dread I now shall try.

I broke nine ribs and gravely hurt my arm,

I asked, 'Do I really now deserve this harm?'

 

Twelve days in hospital I spent,

So slowly by they all surely went.

I lost my freedom and my dignity 

And no-one understood my agony.

 

I was in great and constant pain,

And like this I thought I would remain.

Each single moment I was in Hell.

Could I but get back to being well.

 

Though now I'm much better I must appreciate,

How much worse could have been my fate.

So while you may think I have raved and ranted,

For your health don't ever take for granted.