I Can't Believe My Eyes

rrodriguez

I saw the robust body of her composition destroyed,

How I mourned its demise.

 

I once saw her burly and vigorous athletic gait,

Now she's lumbering along to catch up, without energy.

 

Never forget the flexible and slender body unfleshed,

Bones are, in their way, rusted steel slightly bent.

 

Aren't you upset by how lightweight they are?

Doesn't it tear you apart to see the body spent?

 

Her body mangled, a form of crippling distorted,

aged without fanfare.

  • Author: rrodriguez (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 17th, 2018 21:18
  • Comment from author about the poem: Cancer cannot win.
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 20
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  • Goldfinch60

    We cannot let it win, my father and my two brothers-in-law died from the Big C.



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