In a slow-motion instant a function takes place
In the body that makes people spray DNA.
Often it’s irritation from an allergy.
Many things can bring on one, and people agree
That “God bless you” should be said, if but to convey
Some concern, as if God may be stingy on grace.
My maturity plummets upon its approach.
I become less than grosser a lighthearted child
While expecting a big rush. The high that comes on
I will ride like a Ferris wheel until it’s gone.
It seems somewhat orgasmic as I become wild
Like a horse that’s been freed from its stringent stagecoach.
All but most of a sudden is all that it takes.
In a synchronized sequence the plan is played out.
The brain tells the eyes, nose and mouth to shut down tight
Then the stomach and chest muscles convulse with might
While the throat remains open, dispelling all doubt
That explosive expulsion, the whole room awakes.
People respond to sneezes in various ways
Depending on their culture and things they believe.
Always it’s a fine gesture to wish someone well.
Lord knows we could use more of it. Who cannot tell?
We need not show concern, though may yet be naïve
To the ways nature blesses us and gives us praise.