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Poem

Diabetes, Not Defeat!
By MwsR

I sit here drinking my coffee as I often do
I find myself thinking of you.
Hard to imagine my life before you came
Since you’ve been here my whole life has changed.
You came like a Lion ready to devour its prey
All I could do was just pray that day.
We have since been closer than almost any other thing.
It’s like we are wed without the wedding ring.
I can’t say I haven’t thought of just leaving you
But I thought by now there’d be a scientific breakthrough.
When I am out and about on the town
You are there right beside me, and I frown.
If I exercise you have to be there making sure that I feel your presence
I wish sometimes you’d be absent!
To feel what I once felt
To not worry about stretching my belt,
These things have become prominent to me
I wish for the day you would leave me.
If you left I probably would cry
But hey, that would be me saying goodbye.
Tears of joy people would say
That would be a phenomenal day!
For now, though it’s like a bad twin
You tell me how…I make the when,
I choose to acknowledge you
To understand and fight too.
The diabetes you rule but I tell you how
And without me, you have no power now.
Sink or swim is the saying for this disease
Just don’t say “Defeated”, if you please.

What I Know by MwsR(me)

What I Know(Diabetic’s thoughts)

By MwsR

It just takes one bite

And my sugar stays high all night.

One can of a regular coke

And feeling tired afterward is no joke.

Wanting to overeat

But knowing inside it will make my blood sugars peak.

At birthday parties passing up on the cake,

Because you hate that “sugar high” headache.

Feeling tired all day long

The food you ate and what kind was all wrong.

Wanting to get in shape

Exercising only with enough calorie intake.

Going out on the town to a favorite food place

Catching the frown you’re given from your loved one’s face.

Being told “You know that is wrong to do”,

But ask them, “And just who the heck are you?”

It’s not thought about

Never easy without a doubt.

Diabetes is a complication and disease

But doesn’t have to bring you to your knees.

Take control, take back your life.

Make it count regardless of any strife.

Famous Poem~ Thanksgiving

A Boy in Church by Robert Graves

“Gabble-gabble,… brethren,… gabble-gabble!”
My window frames forest and heather.
I hardly hear the tuneful babble,
Not knowing nor much caring whether
The text is praise or exhortation,
Prayer or thanksgiving, or damnation.

Outside it blows wetter and wetter,
The tossing trees never stay still.
I shift my elbows to catch better
The full round sweep of heathered hill.
The tortured copse bends to and fro
In silence like a shadow-show.

The parson’s voice runs like a river
Over smooth rocks. I like this church:
The pews are staid, they never shiver,
They never bend or sway or lurch.
“Prayer,” says the kind voice, “is a chain
That draws down Grace from Heaven again.”

I add the hymns up, over and over,
Until there’s not the least mistake.
Seven-seventy-one. (Look! there’s a plover!
It’s gone!) Who’s that Saint by the lake?
The red light from his mantle passes
Across the broad memorial brasses.

It’s pleasant here for dreams and thinking,
Lolling and letting reason nod,
With ugly serious people linking
Sad prayers to a forgiving God….
But a dumb blast sets the trees swaying
With furious zeal like madmen praying.

Diabolical Disease by MwsR

How can I loath something so much, yet be appreciative of it?

You came into my life like a thief in the night.

Robbed me of hope, trying to blind my sight.

I asked, “Why me?” a million times

Yet, no-one had an answer for me.

I was trapped in this reality.

Healthy eating is my best chance

To combat the damage

To give myself a fighting stance.

You have taught me so much

Yet made me sad and mad and all the rest of emotions

I feel like a prisoner. locked up on this “locomotion”

No pardon, no reprieve

Where is the great cure that will come rescue me?

You have affected me in so many ways

Took my surefootedness and left me

Without anything to grab onto, you see,

Medication is for me like breathing is to live

I wish I could give it away like a gift.

No-one should deal with you

No-one needs you in their life

Rather been cut by the sharpest knife

At least I would be free,

Free of this diabolical disease

My burden to bear, my diabetes.

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Justifiable By MwsR

Things are not always black or white

Feelings are not to be kept away, tight

To be without feelings is not right.

Making someone feel that they are to blame

When you really know inside it is not a game

But you insist on making them feel insane.

What if’s and use to be’s

They are what makes you feel you have any liberty

To blame or punish me.

It is not justifiable just because you might think so

Try to reflect on your own self and insecurities, also

Let me be and leave me alone, I want to go.

Poem by MwsR(me)

My Disease by MwsR

It hurts to have you in my life
Each reminder pricks me like a knife.
I struggle to keep you at “bay”
But you just won’t go away.

Walking seems to clear my head
While you try to keep me in bed.
Food I take in
Keeps me, prisoner, again.

Wishing you weren’t here
Want to take away the worrisome fear.
Like an old friend that I have talked to
You remind me of what I should do.

To say my life would be different without you
It is exactly the truth.
You came into my life when health wasn’t important to me
Taught me a lot, you see.

The diabetes you aren’t my friend
You will, however, be with me till the end.
So I think I’ll try to be
The one I can be with this disease.

Don’t let fear rule or dictate your life.
Live it with all you’ve been given, even amid the strife.
After all, you came first before the Diabetes,
You don’t need to make a peace treaty.

Fight to live!
Take the time to give!
Share your knowledge and experience,
To those who search for a difference.