Dying Father

How sad it is to have a sickly father. Me as a child raised by him, i can't even look at him every time his sickness strikes.
How i wish i could do something do lessen his illness. How i wish i could give my strength on him.
I know day or the other GOD the creator would get him from us. That is why every minute of his life and my life is spent with him. I know through this i could help him survive.

I can't help him through financial. I am just a plain encoder of a certain internet cafe.
My salary is not enough for a 1 tablet of medicine.

For those who can read this blog, may you have a kind hearted heart. I am begging for help. this is not for me..
It is for my father.


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