I dream for those who are on cancer beds
struggling for a wet cloth
to moisten their dehydrated tongues
and dried up palette
they can't speak
with closed eyes
let me now sleep
the eternal sleep
only promise me you shan't weep
but once my heart ceases to throb
do not think of me as dead
but all my good wishes be published
to be read
and
proceeds given to World Cancer Society
from cancer there is no relief
'tis now my belief
as I leave thy world with teary eyes
believe me cancer is no disease
tis living death
yes 'tis
A Cancer Patients Last Wish
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I would like to translate this poem
Indeed cancer is no disease It's living death Holding on great pain In heart so small I live with death Till breath doesn't depart. Great job. Great work. Admirations and appreciations.