From the village to cities..
A fear of a giant called diabities..
Use the weapons of healthey eating,
Get up and go for a walk but no cheating..
Nothing is too late if you are ready to go,
Do it yourself but not to show..
The day will come you win the fight,
The gaint will disappear from the sight..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem