For some time he lost his ease,
He couldn't sleep and eat.
A cruel heart and lungs disease
Grasped him from beneath.
But during a long visitation
The doctor mentioned that he could
Save his life with transplantation -
To young hope was casted food.
So in teeth he clutched his breath
And vigorously crying
Please God save me from the death
Let someone else be dying
.
Medicine gives only hope,
Holding life with greed.
Standing on a deadly slope,
It is soul we need.
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