When I look back at all I've been through
wars and horror I've endured
With a happy smile underneath the sky so blue
I fight my malady which has no cure
I think of the willfully ignorant world that the same trouble I face with vivacity
Might befall them someday
I wonder when they face the same will they run away?
An old man with failing health was once a stout man
Similarly, the hell inside of me
I face every hero, philosopher, demon
As I gain skills to fight demons with procedures or surgery
With pluck, and luck
Spirit and with
I fight every myth
As Mum stays with
Me giving company
I have faced horridest days
On this ordinary day
Only the rich can stay
Wise, wealthy, and healthy
Tell me if nobody would help me
Why is today world health day?
It should come when authority
Offers help good and gay
To stay active, pain-free, and healthy
Yet here, I am surviving
Because I am meant to
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