Sunday, November 16, 2014

a poem cancer

cancer is here, pain of body and mind, tests ons faith in god, there is no rhyme or reason to it, all ages are attacked by the cells that refuse to die, in the brain, in the bones, in the organs, the pain multiplies, liquid tumor of the blood, even scarier, is it worth it to fight it, i do not really know, if i fight and survive is the quality of life any good,or will dementia come from the extended years, to forget who i am is more frightening than death, or tumors

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