One life is slipping slowly, surely and
Its destiny I cannot change one bit;
Despite my prayers for Almighty's Hand,
I can't prevent the fall into the pit!
How cancers go is known to everyone;
In early stages, some escape its kill;
When widely spread, nothing can be undone;
The patient quickly dies, becoming ill.
How ruthlessly some cancers do behave?
None can avoid the downhill course, they take;
No human power can them ever save;
Efforts at consolation appear fake.
The cancer-war is far from over still,
With none to mitigate the rising bill!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 20-09-2014
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
' one life is slipping slowly' nice Dr Celes spot on, i like this poem and its reality.