Poem Parade

Poem 3 : The Final Hope

A patient shifted to emergency unit,
Of pale face and was bedsit.

He was battling for his life with cough,
Saving his life was much tough.

Everyone has a hope,
But God was his 'final hope '.

Neither he wished to eat nor he wanted to be alive,
He was pleased to be - dead and unalive.

After some depressed hours,
Even doctors said it is not the fault of ours .

One should have the desire to survive,
Without it no one can revive.
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The end....