Theme – Praising the undying spirit of a
terminally ill patient.
Spare a thought for the terminally ill
terminally ill patient.
Spare a thought for the terminally ill
Spare a thought! Spare a thought!
For those of us who have’nt got a lot,
of days and nights left to live,
but who still have a lot to give.
Riding in the valley of death,
Days and nights shrouded by a cold breath,
that slowly sap a man’s strength,
leaving him in agony of spirit.
Spare a thought! Spare a thought!
for that never say die spirit,,
which refuses to give any quarter,
as number of days left to live become shorter.
The will to fight to the very end,
right down to the final bend,
in the road to the ultimate end,
where man meets his creator.
Spare a thought! Spare a thought!
for friend and foe alike,
who face a common enemy,
nn death the great leveler.