Doctor says, "Diagnosis looking grim."
Doctor says, "Hope for survival
very slim."
Doctor tries not to go out on a limb,
But there's something; something I'm
not telling him.
When survival is dependent on mere
hope
And physicians have begun to grasp
and grope,
There is one thing, short of tying
noose in rope,
That can save you, that can help you
deal and cope.
It's faith. Faith in something; anything;
In god, or you, or someone else
On which your hope can cling.
Faith in someone from your past who's
worth remembering;
In longing for tomorrow, to see what
it may bring.
Many are the souls whose faith
Has brought them from the brink.
When mired waste deep in sinking sand
They just refused to sink.
They found a someone deep inside,
Someone they never knew,
Who brought them hope to save
themselves
And start their lives anew.
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