Cancer
I hate cancer
I hate what it does to people
Cancer eat away the flesh of men, making them skull before their deaths
When will we find a cure for this man eater
I saw my friend lose her hair
I saw my friend in pain
I couldn't have recognized her she was skin and bones, before she die
Another GOOD BYE
When will, this cure be found
I hate cancer
I saw a child of five die in his mother's arms
He had no colour, her tears rained like a stormy weather
I could see her whispering loudly..." GOOD BYE MY BABY" the sound echoed in my soul …GOOD BYE…so tired to hear that...another GOOD BYE
When will cancer end...we need to find a cure
I hate cancer
Now I see my friend Mary fighting back, she’s not letting cancer win
She’s fighting back for her life
Cancer not winning, not this time... there is no GOOD BYE ...not this time
Cancer will not win
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