The apple fell from the tree
It hit the ground and made straight for me.
The trail of maggots climbed my legs
They entered me and sucked the dregs.
They coloured my view, trapped inside my eyes
Whispering in my ears abhorrent lies that turned the tides
Of ills besetting me. They made feast upon my brains
Their waste clogging up my arteries and veins.
Filling my womb and ovaries
Damning up my bladder, my waters burst uncontrollably.
They turned my milk, so what, I was now baron
They pushed out my hair Until I resembled carrion.
I beg them to set me free,they did not
I begged them for peace and for the pain to stop.
They did not listen nor did they care
They gave not a shit for how I’d fair.
No one listened no one cared. So long as it was not them
Who suffered. Their eyes avoid me again and again.
They pumped me full of chemicals , bags and lines and needles
It made me worse, I curse them to suffer me such evils.
They, though not the maggots, mopped my brow and soothed my pain
They, though not the maggots, begged me to fight and fight again.
I tried, I really did I fought, I screamed I cried.
They, the maggots got what they wanted. I lost the battle and died.
At last, at last I watched them fly,
I kissed those maggots goodbye.
Find the cure don’t let the apple fall from the tree
Don’ t let those maggots free.
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Another Poem for Breast Cancer Awareness Month.
willowdot21 
