Cancer is an unpretty picture
Painted by an indifferent artist
Placing me in an uneven frame
Badly wanting to see me upended
Haughtily mocking all decorum
Bony finger jabs me in the breastbone
A tirade through thin lips cuts me to the quick.
I square my shoulders and face my enemy.
Hey, punk, you want a piece of me? Do you?
I have fought more formidable foes than you.
I have repeatedly risen from ashes.
You think I will not rise yet again?
I have rolled in larger dung heaps than you.
I will arise and glow and you will perish.
Coward that it is, cancer scurries away.
Painted by an indifferent artist
Placing me in an uneven frame
Badly wanting to see me upended
Haughtily mocking all decorum
Bony finger jabs me in the breastbone
A tirade through thin lips cuts me to the quick.
I square my shoulders and face my enemy.
Hey, punk, you want a piece of me? Do you?
I have fought more formidable foes than you.
I have repeatedly risen from ashes.
You think I will not rise yet again?
I have rolled in larger dung heaps than you.
I will arise and glow and you will perish.
Coward that it is, cancer scurries away.
Wow! Thank you for sharing this powerful piece. I am at a loss for words, yet I know that you will conquer this cancer and it will "scurry away" as you say. Take care, and keep sharing. Your courage and strength undoubtedly help others.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Joan. I know I am helping people. It is essential to me to be angry in a constructive way. Defiant, if you will.
ReplyDeleteWow Debbie that is so poignant. I can't pretend to fathom what you are experiencing but I do know that your words and courage will help so very many. You go girl!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Claudia. I have had people approach me about their own cancer or a loved one with cancer. It's been very humbling.
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