SICKLE CELL WORRIORS
Unknown call individually we received
To embark on a life journey
Later our mission changed
We are not hikers we are passengers like you
But we are warriors that fight for tomorrow and tomorrow
We are delicate and very important
Yet our mission is an antidote to family happiness
As if we are ugly creatures that bring sadness, morose feeling and gushing tears
Though a different story our countenance tells
We wish to leave, we wish to resemble the wind and restored lost joy
On a second thought our demise will cause pain more than the pain of dry wounds
Don't hate us; we hold no malice about you
Love us! We love you too
Pray for us! We pray for you too
Hug us and don't isolate us
Embrace our trauma and whisper into our ears channel to our hearts
Words of encouragement
We live to fight each day
Your smile is our strength