Thalassaemia

[ClaraUniqueSpirit]

Since I can remember myself
I’ve been going for blood transfusions.
No one bothered to explain why that had to happen
All I knew was that every six weeks I had to go
and stick needles up my arm and transfuse blood
All I knew was that the kids at school called me names
like sick, anaemic and wouldn’t play with me
I remember like yesterday at the age of eleven when my best friend
the one who I shared my desk with came to school crying
after hearing her mum saying
that it’s a shame I will die
before reaching my eighteenth birthday
At that minute something inside me cracked
and I took an oath that since I am dying
I will live life to the fullest
and praise the Lord I have
and still do
You see I didn’t die,
I am still here to tell the story
The story of ignorance and bias
against thalassaemic persons
and how it shapes your life
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
said a Greek wise man centuries ago
and that’s my motto
All life’s cruelties and problems is nothing
compare to being born with a health problem
You have two choices: either give up and wait for the end
or fight to live each day as it comes
Made a lot of mistakes on the way
but I believe when my time comes
My Lord will weigh my goods and my sins
HE is the only judge I care about
HE guides me as I try to live my life
And with HIS LOVE I think I didn’t turn out so bad
I thank HIM daily
And will do for as long as I live
Cause I need his strength and guidance
As I go in for another transussion