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Shroud of Cancer

Poetry By: RazorBlade

A tribute poem to Wayne "Cod", Beth, Aunt Fay, and my other family and friends who have been diagnosed with cancer! God Bless them all.

Submitted:Jan 11, 2012    Reads: 16    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   

Shroud Of Cancer




Cancer, a mutant cell, a stain on life,
remission can go for years,
and give you some time,
to enjoy your life,
but one day, it rears its crown,
your finis is on the horizon.
Once you've been diagnosed,
you will never be free,
marked like a enduring stain,
on a shroud of cloth,
your life is etiolated,
we pray for remission and peace.
Someday, there will be a cure,
a lasting luxuriate that lures,
until that epoch blossoms,
pray for the past one's misfortune,
because before thee perished,
a measure of hell hath they endured!

God Bless Them All!

Razorblade © 2012


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