Goa(trip 1): Rise of the machines

As i lay in my bed in pain,
scores of doctors conferred in vain,
decided it was, a kneecap was replaced,
and so also my hand was defaced,
i just lay hearing the rolling of carts,
apparent implanting of several parts,
i awoke to a very heavy hand,
a leg on which i could not yet stand,
as the blood flew over titanium and bone,
i could not but just let out a groan,
a cold chill i felt till my finger,
a pain i realized would forever linger,
but i worked and overcame all those odds,
it took a lot of grit to get over the rods,
to get over the trauma i'll do what i can,
till then, i remain - an iron man.



:P