I Turn So

Walking and balancing
as the knees are giving away
leads to an oscillation
a kind of semi circular motion.

That I have developed of late
as my legs turn disobedient
tend not to cooperate,
they cry with pain.

I accept the gait
not my usual
with a magnanimity
Well, at least I walk.

Reconciliation is a meek
acceptance, I know,
I have no choice
but go with the tide.

I move with a jolt
funny I go about
I could turn a laughing
stock all too soon,