The world of this disease is a mess for real,
Diseases of all kinds and nature,
As humans we do suffer I can tell,
But cancer overturns the nomenclature.

Men and women cry in their decaying cells,
Having turned their lives to puncture,
Drying up their lives and dreams as well,
Some going down even when so immature.

Billions of people are behind bars in its jail,
Like a sort of controversial painful rapture,
Scratching peoples lives with its nail,
Changing the originality of  life’s culture.

Cancer moves swiftly like a monster in movies trail,
Like a tale with no end but horror and torture,
Letting tears of pains overflow its victims pail,
I pray to God save mankind from this decaying texture.

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