Photo credit: Psychology Today
(A poem against lung cancer)
Suffering disappointment?
Want an appointment
with Eledumare
‘cos you’ll be late!
We all know you fought
with long thoughts
you might not be the winner
don’t put your finger!
In another cinder
‘cos ’twill linger
might end in cancer
you’re trying to buffer!
When you finish your puff,
are things less rough?
As you finished feg,
check your health!
Of what use is your loss
of those loonies
and precious toonies
when you inhale
like a whale
into your lungs?
You know the song!
We’ll be singing
at wake keeping!
A cheerful dirge
sung by birds!
People’d be smoking
and dancing
best of best legacy
to your obstinacy!
