Breast Cancer

Breast cancer a silently raging epidemic
Quietly, continuously claims life
Fear and terror riveted into the hearts of women
The breast
A blessing or a curse
A beauty or beast
Many are cut down at the prime of their life
Surgical wards are replete with gory sights
And many tales of pain
Asthenia, wasted, pale
Looking gaunt,
A dying soul stares at you
Through eyeballs, deeply entrenched in their sockets
Curable? Yes! No!
Many are sad, depressed
Complication of treatment
Ranging from physical disfigurement
To psychological trauma
Breast replacement?

From therapeutic trials of many drugs
And many more yet to come
Many women yet suffer
From where will relief come?
Save our women
From fear of losing
What God as bestowed upon them
Pass the message on
Self Breast Examination
Saves life