The Cure

People become sick,
They become weak,
Nothing is to cure them,
No longer can they speak.

Of all the diseases out there,
Some can't be stopped,
There is no finding a cure,
So the subject is dropped.

One ultimate thing,
Can stop all this pain,
When a person,
Has nothing to gain.

God sends an angel,
To take his or her soul,
When their life is gone,
Or has taken a toll.

So when one is ready,
To take their last breath,
The ultimate cure,
Is one word: death.