Cancer - Poem by VAIDYANATHAN.T. RAM
It was a new born baby,
Could be a month old,
With charming and nourishing,
Sweet cheeks, feels like to bite,
Cute red lips like painted with blood,
mom had no time to leave her alone,
Some children's who were around,
Were playing with her like a doll,
The children's had no mood to leave her,
The baby made others smile,
Who were in sorrow,
The god had gifted the baby to the couples,
But they were not happy, why? ..........
The god should not have gifted, why?
Was it due to any sin made by baby?
Was it due to any sin made by her mom or dad?
Was it due to any sin made by her ancestors?
What made this questions,
This questions were asked to god as
She was suffering with cancer.
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