Seema Sultana
Poem by Chan Mongol
August 16 of 2022
My eyes are heavy and filled with so much cries;
In her beautiful young life, the fear came to her eyes.
I got a well wisher who calls me a brother;
But the young poor sister got the cancer!
She lost parents and her youngest sister died also;
She lost job so, she can't pay rent and no money for chemo.
Her name is Seema Sultana and you may try to find her;
If you have few dollars help her to beat cancer.
She is not in a good stage and too shy to ask;
To come forward to help her is a humanitarian task!
In short lives, God gives problem to nice people;
Nice folks suffer here from betrayals and from the hell.
I urge good Samaritans if here is any;
Help Seema Sultana directly with dime, nickel, penny!
If you want to help someone with cancer, help her;
Show the divinity that you helped to fight the cancer!
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