Don’t talk to me about dying
Even though it is predestined
Talk to me about living
Discuss to me about caring
And also about sharing.
Chase away negative thoughts
As if they were black dots
Do not be a cause for people’s sorrow
Help them to create a better morrow
Be the sunshine that brightens the room
And not the cause of someone’s gloom
And if you pull someone from the well of despair
And share some tender loving care
Then, you, and others, will have much to gain
And your life, you would not, have lived, in vain
- Author: safina (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 19th, 2023 00:39
- Comment from author about the poem: when a person is diagnosed with the big 'C' the relatives give up hope which itself is fatal, for while there is life, there is always hope
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