Silent Killer
Oh Allah please hear my plea,
The silent killer has infested me.
Under the radar and set free
To go out with glee on a damage spree.
No cure yet widely known,
Especially in me since in me it has grown.
With the dropping of my jawbone,
I pray to the lord we’ll one day prone.
At its finest, it’s labeled stage four
The tears fell til tears no more.
I’d fulfill my dreams, to my family, I swore,
But my body is now losing a war.
For the silent killer, there is no answer,
And for me, I’m done, I’m dying of cancer.
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