Illness: Grandfather In Bed

Illness grasped him a long time ago
lake of tears brust in my house
Mantra for illness just a power of two M
Medicine and Money
Without both means just mourning
No improvement in the status of both M
Left behind a choice of third and its meditation
Scarcity could never beat us
Responded the call with devine motive
We burnt the wicks and request the god
We filled the house with prayers
Followed by a series of fasting
And bowing in the doors of temple
Tried to wake up the lord
Half of calendar has already passed
But the prayer is still unheard
The body has now reduced to a third
Paralysis joined the body from leg
started to spread along the time span
Then the illness ceased the hand to work
Memory started fading a couple years ago
Left traces too erased away last spring before
The memory now last a dozen seconds
Appetite could no longer persist
The food is fed as solution through needle
No any sign of hunger nor any sign of pain
And Understanding the need is only a guess
Lost consciousness and lost control of body
Lost everything and everything
The only things that has grown now is all relatives Love

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