I am speedily coming to get you Your life is now in my control I will make your existence miserable And take your very soul. It isn’t just about the pain Or the way you feel inside At times you will feel brilliant But you will depreciate and slide. My force is over powering I am here to make you sad The illness I have given you Is the worst and very bad. The Doctors will try to comfort you Nurses will be at your side The days and nights will be long I will take away your pride. The treatments will be gruelling It will take away all you desire From appetite to losing weight The worry will make you perspire. You will turn to skin and bones Mostly stuck in your own bed The drips will be attached to you And will make sure you are fed. As of now no one can beat me Unless there’s a miracle cure But till then I will Destroy humanity And you will die for sure. So make sure there are plenty of funds To make me go away Tackle this dreadful disease urgently Hope for a brand new day.
LET’S FIGHT THIS AWFUL DISEASE BY MAKING SURE THE RESEARCH IS FUNDED.
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I haven’t read this one before. A serious message poem, well done!
awe thanks mary xxx