Alan .S. Jeeves

The Bane Of The Cancered Soul

There is no god in England

(I learned of that this day)

For when a man is stricken

He has no more to say.

He lies in expectation,

The end to shortly be,

His heart is blindly gazing out

Through eyes that barely see.

 

The blaze within his body

Radiates, and yet,

The chilling of his very soul

Allows him to forget.

With sonance all around him,

The sobbing and the tears,

He listens to so many words

Whereas he hardly hears.

 

And so within his restless mind

His hopes are all he'll keep;

All he'll find to comfort him

As those about him weep.

And in the darkness of the hour,

When all is done and said,

He sleeps the sleep that comes to pass

And rapes his weary head.

 

 

Comments6

  • orchidee

    A fine write Alan.

    • Alan .S. Jeeves

      Thank you Steve. For a late friend of mine.
      Ex animo, Alan

    • orchidee

      Someone who had bodily 'big C' or emotionally troubled in soul? A poignant write.

      • Alan .S. Jeeves

        Yes it was a brain tumor Steve. 12 months of illness. I visited twice per week and watched him slowly leave us after three score years and ten.
        Ex anomo, Alan

        • orchidee

          Sad news Alan. I visited a young person once a week, for about 5 months, who had been in a cycling accident. Then he passed away, but it helped promote a national Cycling Helmet Campaign after that.

        • BlueHeron77

          Wow, this was moving and so sad. He had a good friend who could write this from the heart.

          • Alan .S. Jeeves

            Hello Blue.
            Thank you for visiting and reading 'The Bane of the Cancered Soul'. I (we) appreciate your comments.
            You may like to also read my poem 'Rex Iudaeorum' which I wrote after visiting Golgotha (Calvary), Jerusalem.


            Kind regards, Alan

          • Fay Slimm.

            A compassionate write Alan for those caught in the grip of a terminal illness - - strichen and waiting your words express most clearly the awful ordeal.

            • Alan .S. Jeeves

              Thanks Fay, a sad time for a man and his family and those who knew him. This person asked me to write something for him and approved of this piece while he was still with us.

              Ex animo, Alan

            • Goldfinch60

              It is so sad Alan when you see people passing, I saw this in my wife with her dementia and was with her on her passing which strangely seemed to give a release to both of us.

              Andy

              • Alan .S. Jeeves

                Yes Andy. It is very hard to see someone slowly leaving us. Especially knowing that there is nothing we can do.
                Ex animo, Alan

              • dusk arising

                Poignant, I saw this in my brother who seemed to have resigned himself to death.
                Last year I had cancer treatments and saw many fellow sufferers. I note that those accompanying the patients were mostly the ones who were upset emotionally. Patients being strongly encouraged to be positive which is now clinically proven to aid recovery where recovery is possible.

                A difficult thing to write about when a loved one or friend is taken by cancer. I too wrote for my brother today on his parting about 5 years ago, please have a peep at "go then"

                • Alan .S. Jeeves

                  You and I are just two of many who have lost someone to this terrible blight. Your brother, in his new found place, will be humbled when he reads 'Go Then' ~ I am sure.
                  Kind regards, Alan



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