Cancer
My heart is crying
Look at the tears
Look at the fears
If tears were ears
We’d hear the world
The world weeping
For the pain of lost youth
We can build a bomb
But we cant build a cure.
If tears were eyes
We’d see them all
All the brave young hearts
Fighting to beat
Beating to fight
On fragile feet
The one step flight
Two step dance
Survivals stance
We can build a bomb
But we cant build a cure.
Poison mocking life
Cellular strife
The fated hated
Always debated
Wasteful humanity
Wasting humanity
We can build a bomb
but we can’t build a cure.
M.C. Newberry
Wed 13th Mar 2019 17:26
A cri de coeur against a disease that seems to have become emblematic of the malaises affecting humanity in the modern world.
The fight goes on - to discover HOW it can occur and thereafter
be successfully forced into remission or removed to prevent further
disease. The former seems to have its origins in such varied forms
and based on such varied reasons/causes that locating the "trigger"
in individual circumstances presents the medical profession with its
ongoing challenge. Not insurmountable, I'm sure, given the
commitment, care and funding that is occurring nowadays.