For fear of the unknown, we mostly ignore the early signs which knock at our door.
But in time we slow down to a beat not of the normal worlds rythm
We then get told you are a person with Parkinson’s & the world stops in time.
You freak , you process, you cry, you worry, you philosophise, you plan, you fight, you fall.
The unknown is now our future, no longer to ignore
The world is now a different place & the beat will be on a different drum.
You smile, you read, you learn, you talk, you walk, you change, you stretch, you hope
The world is different now,
But cut me in, deal me my next card
I won’t gamble or twist
I will persist
I will resist
but the world is different now
slow
stiff
shaky
and flawed
My world is different now
Please help
I pop a pill
My world is different now
Better & worse
Smaller & weaker
contained
alone
my world is different now
Pick it up, keep running……to the end