A poem about stress

StressA definition, friends, of stress:Your own reaction to a messStresses may be large or smallSometimes they're not perceived at allExamples: Say a lack of cash;A just-avoided freeway crash;An allergen that's in the air;The barber says you're losing hair;Fifty on a spavined horse;Attorney's letter re divorce;Wetness, dryness, heat or cold;Callow youth or getting oldStress from pains to pleasures rangeThe common element is changeAdapt or die, and that's a factAnd so our bodies must react:The heart speeds up, the gut slows downFacial muscles snarl or frownBronchial tubes expand and thenThe blood absorbs more oxygenWidened pupils search the voidAdrenal glands secrete steroidSerum glucose starts to climbMore insulin works overtimeStressed physically or mentallyMuscles tense to fight or fleeThe midbrain boils with rage and fearWhile cortex plans to save your rearThe point is, stress is not uniqueIt doesn't mean you're dumb or weakA part of mankind's constitutionBequeathed to us by evolutionCommon both to man and beastIt proves you're still alive, at least.By William Goldsmith, MDI think it's useful to learn such poems by heart, or a part of them.
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  • Thank you for sharing this poem, it's really nice :)
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