Cancer Ivy
creeping through the darkness,
like million crabs on the hunt,
devouring lives here and there,
leaving empty shells of memories.
a breakdown of divine commands,
the devil guides their way,
a mother is lost, a child is dead,
claims a granny, or a newly wed.
for centuries now it has invaded,
from early medieval times,
as time went by numbers grew,
each year more it slew!
radiation from nuclear heads,
or industrial chemicals flood lives,
food, air and water no longer safe,
setting the crabs on their march!
cancer is the result of our own evil,
nourished by our quest for change,
more drugs we invent for its cure,
stronger the disease grew!
If we must stop this creeping crab,
we must stop and turn in our tracks,
Medicine will not stop the disease,
but living clean natural lives will!
grow own vegetables in your land,
drink clean water and not fizzy pop,
rid your house of processed food,
and packaged poisonous meals!
take a walk, breathe morning air,
sit by the river and hear birds sing,
if you let nature be your doctor,
you will leave the crab far behind
1st Placement
written 20/06/21
Chantelle Anne Cooke sponsored
Cancer Ivy contest
Copyright © Krish Radhakrishna | Year Posted 2021
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