About this poem:

This poem was written in 2002. The purpose is self evident. Victor was a friend. In Victor I learnt a lesson that happiness, like all events under the sun, is also transient. Victor could not realise his dreams however hard he tried. Sickle Cell Anaemia is an evil that can be destroyed by the will of man. We can and should eradicate it by taking the right decisions and not allowing the chemical reactions in our brains becloud our sense of reason and responsibility to the innocent children. Let our heads control us at times at least for the sake of the children. They also deserve to be happy.