Analysis of The Green Ribbon
It’s silent.
It doesn’t make an announcement.
It creeps around undetected and makes your body its endowment.
It’s brutal.
It can shut you down for weeks.
It can steal your joy, your memory and then you’re frozen until it peaks.
It’s scary.
It can make you think you’re dead.
It cripples your body and crosses the blood-brain barrier in your head.
It’s sarcastic.
It makes you a medical punch line.
It tricks the labs and doctors into telling you you’re “just fine.”
It’s exhausting.
But not the kind a nap can cure.
No amount of sleep or rest can combat what your body will endure.
It’s emotional.
It can sort of feel like mourning.
Like the death of someone close to you when they die without a warning.
It’s toxic.
It can ruin your whole life.
It can make you wish your days away and keep you up all night.
It’s violent.
It can wreak havoc on every system.
It will slowly start to tear you down and make you a helpless victim.
It’s a scandal.
Some say it’s biological warfare.
But somewhere balls were dropped and now we’re paying for this nightmare.
It’s manic.
It can make you think you’re crazy.
Friends will call you a drag and your family will call you lazy.
It’s poison.
It’s like everyday you have the flu.
But soup and fluids and Advil won’t touch the pain this puts you through.
It’s heartbreaking.
Most days you’ll just exist.
You’ll research all the herbs, protocols and pray for a literate specialist.
It’s tricky.
You think that something is finally working.
You’ll start to feel amazing and then your body goes into herxing.
It’s vicious.
It’s like the song that never ends.
It might disappear for some time but it always comes back again.
Scheme | AAABCCDEEFGGHIIBHHFJKALLBMMFDDNOOHPQDHFRST |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 110 1111010 1101010011101010 110 1111111 111111100011100111 110 1111111 110110010011100011 1010 111010011 110101001101111 1010 11010111 10111111101110101 10100 11111110 1011111111101010 110 1110111 111111101011111 1100 11110110010 11101111101101010 1010 11101001 1110101010111 110 11111110 1111010110011110 110 111011101 110100111011111 110 111101 101101100110100100 110 11110110010 1111010011101011 110 11011101 11011111111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,740 |
Words | 340 |
Sentences | 43 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 42 |
Lines Amount | 42 |
Letters per line (avg) | 31 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 1,283 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 300 |
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This lyric poem is about the everyday struggles of someone with Lyme disease.
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