Giving Up Is Not An Option
The prognosis is very grim
Expectations soon growing dim
Some doctors say there seems no way
You may not live another day
But deep within there comes a voice
“It’s up to you, you have a choice
To live or die you must decide
To fight death comes from deep inside”
The voice within urges you on
“It’s not my time, I can’t be gone
I still have so much more to do
To take a breath and live anew”
I cheated death just one more time
I learned to write, I learned to rhyme
My soul is free, my thoughts to roam
My little voice said, “Welcome Home”
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