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A LIFE WITHOUT CHARGE
by Nicole Keziah, Rotaract Club of RCDM Scholars
Strong limbs were meant for running, They were meant to be something, Not a liability to care for, Not a cripple all day wheeling, Incurable disease, But can be prevented, No excuse for a life not saved, If only, vigilant.
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It’s not you who mourns, When it preys the innocent, It’s not you who cries, When dreams are hindered by ignorance.
Lives could have been spared, From eternal sorrow, From Eternal death, From negligence.
Let them run free, Let them live the life, Let them see the wonders of health, As you were given and blessed.
Fear of the cure
Corrupts the mind as it erodes the body, Fear of the cure, Fails to offer possibilities in a lifetime,
Imagine that, what could have been, Prevented by a vaccine, Has cost them a life just because, They couldn’t care less.
Why should there be lessons
When we could have moved forward earlier To the era of eradication spending less, both money and life.
