1.He looked into my eyes
A penetrating gaze consumed by pains
“Doctor,don’t leave me
Doctor,help me end this pain”
His screams charged the atmosphere with darkness
Tightly he held on to my hands
I knew the battle had long been lost
Defeated I left his side as he became quiet in death
2.She was a beautiful mother
Religiously a lover of God
Then her cervix began leaking blood
On a fateful ‘God-forsaken’ day
The battle for her life began when she presented
As the disease was already running a marathon in her blood
Before dying she could recognize no one
Not even herself
3.Oh! I remember that other woman
Mama was a bundle of sweet joyous energy
Till the cough began
Till she started bringing out blood from her lungs
Cancer had been plundering her airway
Growing quietly into the stature of a warrior
As she sucked on oxygen she smiled as a baby
Another vibrant soul snatched away by a wicked disease
4.Not every headache is malaria
All vomiting does not indicate pregnancy
Not all yellowness of the eyes is a joke
Not every blood in your stool is ‘jedijedi’
Not all lumps in your breast are made of fat
Not all swelling of your face shows well-being
To enjoy life’s sweetness more discerning is needed
To escape a flood of avoidable sorrows
5.What more deals us greater blows if not cancer
Still years of search gives no useful answer
From the parents stealing the child bringing a cloud of pains
The old hammering into hades denying them of life’s gains
Seeking the monster that destroys without a seed of guilt
The destroyer of life with a sword needing no hilt
To what else can we attribute these mournful praises
But the accursed disease cancer
6.Under its spell dreams are swallowed in grief
Drawing no dividing line between the noble and the thief
Slowly & with a devilish dexterity life’s fibres apart it tears
From the faces of all watching drawing torrents of tears
Who will arise bringing an end to this show of hate
Saving the young and old that they may live to enjoy one more blind-date
Perhaps we are the ones to fight for our lives
From the wicked fist of the terminal killer
7.Rather than waste our treasures on war
Fueling the hate and bitterness in our hearts’ core
Together we can win this monster wearing an invicible garment
Saving generations from a lifetime of torment
Show me that puzzle to which life has got no answer
The fire that can’t be quenched even if started by cancer
Show me the disease that can submerge our souls
If united we fight back as a glorious army
8.Visit your clinics for regular checks
Even when feeling strong like the greek god,Atlas
Embrace little advice on diets & lifestyle
Habits that will place you on Methuselah’s long path
Make doctors your friend
Tell them when you sneeze
I pray you & yours be kept safe
From the heavy mallet of cancer
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