En Gardé, Windbag!

Here I am, waiting,
Again for my physician
To fail me, again.
How difficult can it be
To strike those keys, fill that script?

Apparently hard
Does this task a disservice.
Complexities unknown to
Lesser, merely mortal, men.

Seven days may seem
Unreasonable to me,
But I’m assured,
“These things take time” as patience
And politeness are taxed.