This is me
And who I will always be
This is not a story nor a dirge
This is not a poem
A rhyme nor a prose
This is a thank you note
A celebration of life.
Sickle cell anaemia
The condition that tainted my eyes
With a bright golden hue
One that makes an ordinary migraine
Feel like a damn rocket is being launched in my head
Levels of skeletal and joint pains
You couldn’t imagine
Battered my body but my heart remained intact.
You may choose to distant yourself after reading this post
Be my guest
You wouldn’t be the first
Nor the last
“Sorry, I cannot date a sickler”
Whatever that means!
I am not normal
I am not the guy you see in your dreams
Not built with muscles and packs
Not thick tall like they say
Tall yes, but definitely not thick
What I lack in physical strength
I make up for in other areas
Smart as a whip- I can charm the pants off your grandma
Humour, emotional stability
And oh, very handsome
I am not normal
I don’t care to be
What’s normal anyway?
I write not for your pity, I don’t need it
Neither am I soliciting for tears or grief
I write to show strength
A sign of joy
My few friends, they’re awesome
My family is a blessing
Cos’ of their care and support
I am still here
27 and counting.
STILL I STAND.
Written and submitted to My Sickle Life by: Eugene Donkoh.
Eugene is a Health Safety and environment officer in Takoradi. He is a person living with Sickle Cell Disease who believes dwelling on the struggles only slow you down. His advice is to live life to the fullest and trust God to be your guide.
Still I Stand was written on his 27th birthday.
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