Gary Shane's Song
by Alvin Benatovich - January 1997
In search of relief
From a devastating bane
He sought a cure
From incurable pain.
Every possible regime
He rushed to embrace.
And every single one
Flared up in his face.
No stone unturned
To fight this thief,
The results to crumble
Like a fragile leaf.
Is a gift a gift
When it�s taken away?
Is the remedy a cure
When it did not stay?
Gary carries on
Trying his best,
To keep moving forward,
Alone in his quest.
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