In the realm where cells wage war unseen, Immunotherapy stands as a beacon, serene. Harnessing the body's own defense, To fight diseases, a noble pretense.
Within, a symphony of battles waged, Against invaders, diseases engaged. The immune system, a fortress strong, Fights bacteria, viruses, all along.
But cancer, a foe, elusive and sly, Evades detection, seeks to defy. Immunotherapy, a hero bold, Enhances defenses, a tale untold.
Checkpoint inhibitors, as guardians stand, Blocking proteins, a protective hand. Guiding the immune, with precision true, To seek and destroy, cancer's dark hue.
Monoclonal antibodies, crafted with care, Targeting markers, cancer beware. Tagging for destruction, a vigilant eye, To purge the body, cancer's cruel lie.
Adoptive cell therapy, a marvel of art, Modifying cells, a delicate part. Empowering T cells, to recognize foe, Releasing them back, to deal the blow.
Cancer vaccines, a call to arms, Stimulating defenses, with potent charms. Introducing antigens, a strategic move, To rally the troops, cancer to improve.
In the dawn of this age, a revolution born, Immunotherapy's triumph, brightly adorned. Melanoma, lung cancer, leukemia's plight, Met with success, in the battle's light.
Alone or combined, with therapies old, Immunotherapy's tale, proudly told. Yet not all shall heed, its call to rise, For some, resistance, in patient's eyes.
Side effects loom, a shadow to cast, Yet hope persists, steadfast to last. In the dance of immunity, a delicate balance, Immunotherapy, a beacon of resilience.
