There’s a school of thought that does the rounds
(How strange mixed metaphors do sound!)
That trauma mucks up DNA:
Past lives affect our own today.
Experiments on poor white mice
Subjecting them to tests (not nice)
Seem to prove what scares us most
New mutations in their host.
Their offspring, born quite trauma-free,
React to fears they cannot see
As in the genes that they possess
Incorporated is old stress…
Inherits trauma of some kind
Which must explain irrational fears
Which dog us all, quite unawares.
While healing therapies exist
How many want to take the risk?
We mask our demons, try to cope
And soldier on, imbued with hope!
(c) Poet in the woods 2021
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