Worry Poem by Deluke Muwanigwa

Worry.

My mind is filled with Ws
Next in line are Os
Followed by a double dose of Rs
Rounded off by Ys

WORRY! ! ! ! ! !

Sitting at critical nodes of my brain.
As if to make sure i have no time Nor space for anything else
And never in a hurry to leave.

As if that's not enough
Worry invites fugitive friends
One chap called cholesterol
The bad type

Chole invites other baddies
Hypertension
Diabetes
Who themselves bring other vagabonds

Thus compounding the worry
In the end i worry that I don't worry enough about my health
Thus i spend my wealth trying to fend these worries off
And that is worrying.

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