Sunday, 3 May 2020

There was this guy called J

There was this guy called J
Who had this diabetes condition that wouldn’t go away.

He learnt his art well
Avoiding stressful people, which they could tell...
His temperament quite forthright 
As dramas were often loosen, and a little bit out of sight.

He injected and exercised 
And did the best to learn this skill,
Guess what got in the way?
The confusing types that debated and caused a debacle kill...

His energy was strong 
His performance to point, 
Yet his emotions when sugars were low 
Never helped, but he did well to take the blow.

He tried to never entertain drama 
And often misunderstood through points he would make,
His clinical decision could lead to a heated debate.

Yet give him a chocolate bar when the pancreas struggled to produce..
And there were the enzymes that never broke sugars down
Yet with a constant smile on his face, his face would never drown..

“For us who live with a condition.. minute by minute, second by second and analyse the food we eat and exercise through the heat of the beat.” 🙏🏽

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