Author: Dino Hi
That old saying, our health is our wealth
Rich and famous people, trying to save their health
The disease like cancer for instance
Affecting millions with no preferance
You can slow it down, you can even beat it
But don't be so sure, always a question, did you get it?
That one miss cell, traveling around
You say your a survivor, radition kills, nothing found
Enjoy each day, for your days could be numbered
To watch someone taking chemo, very sombered
That fluid like battery acid, into your blood
A fighting Army, destroying internal tissue, muscles to mud
The battle's a living Hell, to try to live and survive
That traveling cell, we all have it, hasn't divided, it hides
Enjoy your life each day, eat good, protect yourself
Cause your health, is definately your wealth
No one listens, no one cares, untill it happens to you
Then it's too late, your health, has been abuse
Get check ups, before it's too late
A forever sleep, could be your fate
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Capricorn (184.108.40.206) -- Tuesday, February 11 2003, 12:29 am|
I understand your feelings here, knowing someone close to you had cancer. it can happen to anyone! Been for a routine mamogram today...hoping everything is OK!
|Dino (220.127.116.11) -- Thursday, February 13 2003, 07:02 am|
If just one person understand this, thats great. Hope everything is OK too. Thanks again.
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