Poem -

How do you do it

People most frequently ask

29/01/2021

ā€˜How do you do it?’,

Is a question,

I’m asked every single day....

Ā 

I’ve said it so many times before,

That I cherish each And every second,

That I’m alive,

And get to spend with my partner and her kids,

My family and friends,

Especially my boys.

I love doing what I can with them,

Even if it just means I’m there to watch them with their toys.

The 2 girls too,

Not just our 5 male,

Little bundles of joy.

Ā 

I'm thankful to fate,

And the universe too,

For bringing our families together,

Bonded,

With a forever type glue.

We have each others back,

My partner and I,

We really do.

We don't just do it through love,

Or to score points,

Like you over me or me over you.

We just do things togetherĀ  right and see what we say through.

Every word that I speak,

Anyone can see,

That what I say,

Is 500% true.

Ā 

On the real though.

Everyday I’m asked the same question,

Over and over and over again.

Wanting to know how I’ve coped with my cancer,

And bring up my 3 boys single handedly,Ā 

Whilst in searing pain.

But that's her loss,

Where I simply in life gain.

Without my 3 boys,

I’m sure my cancer story would be different,

I doubt I’d be sat here right now,

Writing this poem,

Whilst listening to the rain.

I do it because I’m a father,

A responsibility I take with pride,

As all 3 are still sane.

No matter what in the past has affected them,

They've come out stronger,

Especially seeing me,

Their dad,

Slightly less in pain.

So it's not how do I do it,

But what would you do differently?

Be morbid and pessimistic,

Turning to drugs,

To alter the horrible thoughts,

That would be the death of me.

Even just by thinking pessimistically.

So you want the answer to how I’ve held my cancer back,

When 20 years or so ago,

I was told,

I only had 2 to 3 weeks left,

On my lifes track.

Until my dr suggested cannabis,Ā 

Which I had stopped not knowing the affect,

Accepting my death sack.

Ā 

For the past 20 years,

It's proven time and time and time again,

That it doesn’t just help beat back my cancer,

But helps fight off my chronic pain.

From my toes to my back,

And ending at my brain.

Cannabis has been the proven thing,

So listen to the words and advice that i say.

It may not work for some,

Like man made drugs,

chemo and radiotherapy,

never say never,

As for the past 20 years,

A joint a day,

Has kept my cancer at bay.

If it works for mine,

It may keep others cancer away.

So yes,

For me,

Cannabis has been my light,

My fight,

My only way!

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