False Profits - Poem by Cynthia BuhainBaello
Today is his death anniversary
He would have been sixty by now
But Death had taken him so early
And yes, I still miss him somehow.
I remember the doctor who spoke
Of why my brother died of cancer
He said he had drank too much Coke
It ruined his kidney and his liver.
But now they are changing recipes
These companies that think only of Profits
They don't care if they cause illnesses
And by their products our lives forfeit.
RIP -Robert Ayson Buhain Sr. (Novemeber 18,1951-March 15,2009)
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