Disease Poem by Paul Prescott
Disease
Through death and fear,
Through being alone,
From days to years,
Makes anyone scared to the bone
With death chewing the face off,
Slowly decaying on and on,
Makes you lungs cough,
How long must this go on?
It’s a disease, just like cancer and HIV
It eat us all away,
And stings us like a nasty bee,
Through every passing day
20/01/09
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