A D-Blog Week poem inspired by American poet, Robert Matthew Van Winkle

All right stop, calibrate and listen
for some highs I might be missin’
Paranoia grabs me tightly
Stressin’ over sugars daily and nightly
Will it ever stop? Yo -- I don't know
Turn off the lights, pray he don’t go low
To the extreme I lift his fries like a vandal
Steal his birthday cake and only leave him with the candle.

Awake, bum rush the pricker that looms
Trippin’ in the dark on Super Mario mushrooms
Dexcom, it plays that dope melody
Buzzing in my ear it’s like a non-stop felony
Love it or leave it, it’s the only way
That I’ll get some ZZZs, cause the D don't play
If there was a problem, Yo, I'll solve it
Cherry-favored tabs - watch my boy dissolve it.

Please, diabetes! I am begging you tonight. Won’t you play …
Nice Nice Baby? a little Nice Nice Baby. Won’t you play
Nice Nice Baby? a little Nice Nice Baby.