A poem about cancer by Seymour Berger


Cancer will be the word of the past

Our researchers will find a cure that will last

Never give up any hope, always look ahead

Things that are changing is going to make cancer dead

Countless of people with this horrible disease

For the light that cast upon them, they shall be pleased

Never think for a second your life is over

Your life is in the hands of the beholder

For the scientists are like an instrument in God’s hands

They have a gift to make everyone well as it stands

To make them healthy from this ailment

In all the time they have spent

They will develop a miracle pill

No matter what stage you’re in, it will kill

Don’t get discouraged, have faith

You will see it’s worth the wait

Your doctor will call and say it’s here

That miracle pill has arrived that will make cancer disappear

I dedicate this poem to everyone who has cancer, don’t become saddened

Many are cured you’re next and it will happen

My wife has lung cancer, no matter what the doctor may say

Reading different articles the cure for all cancers it’s on its way

Never give up and say you’re done

Have faith always, you will be the happy winning one

By Seymour Berger

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