(From Dravet Syndrome Blues)

When life gives you lemons

And your hands are covered in dozens of unexplained, tiny cuts

You can’t make lemonade without considerable pain

But you can make apologies and excuses
When opportunity knocks

Sometimes it’s life, giving you lemons

And sometimes it’s Mormons

Even though the sign says “No Soliciting”

It takes more muscles to frown than it does to smile

And many more to make lemonade

Even more to tell the Mormon kids they’re in a creepy homophobic sex cult

And you’ll not refer to twenty-year- olds as “Elder”, but you’ll help them escape

God doesn’t give you more than you can handle

I don’t think I could handle managing a combination Taco Bell/Pizza Hut

So I guess I’m glad for that one

I just want to stay far, far away from lemons.

Published by: David Guba

David Guba is originally from Hawai'i, and lives in Albuquerque with his wife and three daughters. In addition to blogging at A Bareknuckled Affair, he is a Brazilian Jiu Jitsu practitioner ,a terrible skateboarder, and a very good cook. His work has appeared in The Good Men Project, Slate, The Daily Dot, and the Penmen Review. He has authored a poetry collection, Dravet Syndrome Blues, available for Kindle via Amazon.

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