Within the marrow, life does bloom, In shadows deep, within the bone’s womb. A haven where blood’s journey starts, With cells that heal and mend the heart.
But when disease invades this space, A silent battle, life’s pace displaced. Hope emerges through healing art, A transplant's gift, a fresh new start.
Autologous cells, a selfless store, Reclaimed, renewed, for life once more. Harvested gently, kept with care, Awaiting a future, a chance to repair.
Allogeneic dreams from a donor's embrace, Matched through markers in a sacred race. A sibling’s love or stranger's light, Restoring marrow’s broken might.
From umbilical cords, pure hope flows, A newborn's gift, where healing grows. Small cells, immense in their tender grace, Building bridges, restoring the space.
Chemotherapy clears the way, Conditioning for a brighter day. Stem cells infused, the journey unfolds, A tale of renewal, courage bold.
Engraftment begins, the cells take root, A patient waits, their strength resolute. Weeks pass by as blood anew, Emerges, vibrant, life to imbue.
Yet challenges linger, risks remain, GVHD or infection’s chain. But through the storm, with careful care, A second chance awaits out there.
For blood cancers, marrow’s decay, Inherited trials that darken the day, Bone marrow transplantation stands, A beacon of hope, in healing hands.
In spongy depths, where life takes hold, A tale of courage and science told. The marrow sings, its work complete, A triumph carved in each heartbeat.
