|fight against cancer|
After a long visit to native and stay.
Reading this case sheet, I entered the ward,
Saw a young girl pray to lord.
With a worry etched, deep in her face
I was lost for a while, standing in my place
Her reports were yet to come
Hours since they collected serum.
Weeks ago, everything seemed fine,
She was good and feeling sublime.
It was by accident,she found this lump
not too big, but quite a bump.
She had developed pallor,
Also there was rising fever.
Doubts of cancer raising in my mind
But decided to wait and find
Soon her reports arrived,
Bad news from the sample derived.
Never knew how to convey,
So I began looking away.
Is it fine, Is everything ok, caretaker yells,
Yes sir, just a battle between red & white cells.
With a quick walk, I went.
Her dad frowned, knowing what I'd meant
Later I explained about chemotherapy,
The only possible remedy.
Scans done,A malignant tumor it was indeed,
Growing at an unbelievable speed.
I start the first cycle, without any wait,
For her life was now her fate.
Her therapy would go on for a few week cycles.
She was back month later, unable to face the battles.
This is a stage four cancer.
With every ache filled with terror
Her body was down and galled
She'd lost weight and begun turning bald
There were episodes of vomiting blood,
Sometimes, pus cells in a flood.
Hours later her therapy turned unresponsive,
Down to last few minutes she could live.
Now trying all that I could do,
Without much ado.
Her eyes began to close,
Tried waking, but she went doze,
Her pulse, and respiratory rate fell low,
And, Suddenly becomes zero.
Her hand held firm my coat,
As her life was lifted off in a dream boat.
Yet again an innocent surrendered to cancer,
One of the worst diseases ever.
All I learnt, cancer invades body as a whole,
But it can never touch the soul.
To all reading this, grow up courage,
Be brave to face any damage
For this is cancer,
Spreading like terror.
NOTE :-This doesn't resemble to any person living or dead, nor any person involved in the image(source- Google).. The idea of writing this came after a patient lost his life fighting cancer and had held my hand before be puffed his last breath out
--> Sulaiman Sait