The Diabetic
I’m Mihai, son of Nani
Other like me will not be
Like the iron I was strong
Diabetes beat me on
When I was all well and good
Death took me from where I stood
Didn’t matter I was big
She will break all like a twig
I was gone really upset
My work wasn’t finished yet
Didn’t get Ion to wed
May Ion grow into’a good man
Just exactly like I planned
1945-2010
