It’s just eating away at you, isn’t it?
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It grows, unchecked, unnoticed
Like something ready to burst.
It moves at a steady beat
But it conquers from the very first.
Such is love.
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Creaking open her eyes
to find her mother
faded into the white walls
of the cluttered clinic
Sally smiles and says,
through the physically
degenerating disease
that can unveil
the strength of a spirit
in it’s purest proportion,
“I’ll be OK, mom”
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I have never met you.
But I hear you are the one
who’s crept into the cry-filled cradle,
stolen breath away
and left silence.
I have never seen your face.
But I have been told you’ve put it between lovers –
cheated a wife away,
drawn her after you,
left the other to care for a child alone.
I have never heard your voice before.
But I have met others
who have told me the way it sounds,
told me of those you left in the hospital
and in the ground.
Never have you touched my life with force.
Not like the throngs that I’ve seen cry for justice;
They know you work on every block,
They know that you are still at large;
Nothing is done to keep you under wraps.
Will I know you one day for just what you are?
Perhaps.
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I’d like to offer a brief explanation with this one:
It’s not that I don’t care about cancer, it’s just that no one that I know and love closely has had to battle with it (yet). So it’s sort of like watching “America’s Most Wanted;” after the show you’re hoping they catch the guy, but until someone (or something) brings about a tragedy like that in your own life, you don’t completely understand it.
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What else can I do?
Her cancer is my weakness;
it’s eating us both.
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