The Ungrateful Wanderers

A cell
A tiny cell I was
Excited to be a part
Of this humongous giant host

Food?
Yum yum
I stick on to the thread like vessels
Or travel away in the
Blood games - swish and swirl
Grabbing and absorbing everything I can

I can see my comrades
None too weak
But none too strong either
Yes, I'm unique
Like the bloodsucking vampire amongst them humans

Alone?
Yes, that's what I felt
After all, I needed a company
My own reliable comrades

A mission?
Yes, that was what I started
A mass of cells
A mass conversion
Oh such happiness in the blood I felt

A group of friends
A mischievous group
Growing slowly but steadily
In the huge kind host
Leaving the weak to their fate

We went on and on
Until a day when realisation dawned
A realisation that we were indestructible
We grew on to become the
Thankless bastards

We grew from the nutrition of our host
To become what the people call us-
The ungrateful, immoral immortals 
Spreading to places in the kind host
Spreading pandemic deprivation

We went on to become
The famous life takers
Killing the mother like host
With brutality and cruelty
To satisfy the burning urge of our hunger

We are
The "Cancer" group
An imperishable one
Taking lives and happiness
Since the day of our existence

We are the bastards - The Cancer Cells

Beware. 

Because when Cancer strikes, there is NO SOLACE.