Thursday 15 September 2011

Cancer

A silent assassin,
A fly on the wall,
Casually observing and that is all.

Or so we thought,
before we went,
To the doctors, he told us all.

You have a cancer,
Our faces paled,
At the horror of the disease that she held.

The doctor took me to one side,
Whispered for only me to hear,
So the words that chilled my blood didn't reach her ear.

Six weeks...

5 comments:

  1. Oh my... that poem totally shocked me. Or at least it definitely surprised me. A very impressive poem!

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  2. EPIC POEM CHAN. EPIC.

    Only I thought it was 'You have cancer.'

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  3. *mutters* although they usually tell you what cancer it is...

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  4. Chanoro... That was an amazing poem, but... do you know someone that has gotten cancer? :0 :(
    ~Hugs him~

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  5. oh yes...cancer is strange like that. All the stigma surrounding it...people act quite strongly when you mention it, as opposed to some obscure sounding (yet still fatal) disease. And the way they know about how long you have left...it's quite awful. I think that it's better not to know, just for your own sanity.

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