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Oct 2018
My cousin was dying
And inside I was crying
I want to be a scientist, you see
And he was suffering from DIPG

I felt my environment was forcing me
Into something I don’t need
What am I doing doing my O/Ls?
I want to be out there researching

For cures
For chances
Of his life being more than just
Five years long

I know I can
I can with enough time
And resources

But I realize
I just can’t
Because that’s just not the way things go.
04.10.2018
Back this April I really wanted to help, especially since there was this opportunity for me to engage in a research competition where they fund your research if your proposal looks promising enough.
I know I’m not being ridiculous because two minds are better than one.
Of course, none of what I might’ve done would’ve been even close to the slightest chance of possible without Allah.
Allah gives us tests, and see how we react. I want to make a change. I want to help.
You can see more details about my cousin’s condition on the poem ‘Up inside His Brain’.
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2570232/up-in-his-brain/

DIPG - Diffusive Intrinsic Pontine Glioma
This cancer is different from all cancers because it isn’t a solid mass. It seeps through the brain in the pons area. Affects mostly 5 - 9 year olds. Survival after diagnosis expectancy : Usually less than an year.
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Jermon  16/M/Cryptus
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