Poem by Jasmine Bailey a Sickle Cell Warrior

Posted: May 22, 2014 by sicklecellunite in Uncategorized
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Sickle cell. I’m sick of this cell. This prison like hell. Sick of the sales they sell…of false cures in pill bottles. Start the regimen and more ills follow. Makes you feel hollow. How low is rock bottom when its past the stones? This pain pass through bones. Faith comes through prayers and moans. But God called my phone, told me through Him even my weak be strong. – Jasmine Bailey (R.I.P.)

 

Jasmine Bailey passed 5 months ago

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