In crimson tides of silent pain,
Hematuria's mark, a vivid stain,
Within the depths where worries brew,
A tale of health, a hue askew.
A river's flow, now tinged with red,
In whispers, secrets it may spread,
A sign, a call from deep within,
To seek the path where healing begins.
Amidst the fear, a journey starts,
Through doctor's care and science's arts,
Unveiling truths that lie unseen,
Hematuria's puzzle, bold and keen.
So let us face this challenge bold,
With hope and strength, our stories told,
Hematuria's chapter shall unfurl,
As life's resilient spirit whirls.
