Finally the we have reached the end of BREAST CANCER AWARENESS MONTH.
Regina Spektor and Chemo Limo
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Be Alert
A little niggle a little doubt
Don’t delay check it out.
It may be nothing it may be nought
Yet nothing is lost if help is sort.
Don’t let that evil take it chance
Be alert to it lead it a merry dance.
Crush it snap it in the bud, dead
You know if something’s amiss in body or head!
The chances are there’s nothing there
But remember don’t care was made to care.
So check you breasts and watch for any sign
That something in you might not be benign.
Cancer is a sly and vicious enemy
It hides and devours you in places you can’t see.
So be alert don’t hide behind denial
Sort niggles now, not in a while!
A little niggle a little doubt
Don’t delay check it out.
It may be nothing it may be nought
Yet nothing lost if help is sort.
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Another poem for Brest Cancer Awareness month. Well any cancer!
It’s Not Happening
Explosion! what did he say.
No way this is not right
He cannot say that today.
If I close my eyes it’ll be all right.
Let me out I need some air
This is not happening now.
Not me, no this is not fair.
I can’t breathe,this is …. wow.
Open a window I am chocking here.
Yes a glass of water please
You spoken the words we all fear.
Please say it’s not true, this is just a tease.
Out in the street the traffic is loud.
Sweating profusely I shiver and shake.
I want to scream caught in this crowd.
Not Cancer it’s more than I can take.
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Another Poem for Breast Cancer Awareness Week.
The Apple Fell
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.
CANCER
Cunning, creeping, conniving
Ailing , sickening no longer thriving
Nearing the end of your tether
Coping worse and worse than ever
Eroding you slowly from the inside
Ruin it, kill it, crush it, poison it until it dies!
Breast Cancer awareness month
Fight Fight Fight !
Scream at the moon, appeal to the sun,
Beg for deliverance from this end to be undone.
Damn your luck, curse your fate
Demand a recount of the end date.
Clear these eyes, change the view.
Scrub away at this thing that is eating you.
Wash out that womb scour those ovaries
Rid these breasts of the death that might be.
Fight the enemy growing within
Deep breaths in the MRI, it makes such a din.
Swallow the drugs a chemical mix
Throw up your pain a hug will not fix
Rant at the day and scream at the night
Don’t let Cancer win, no fight, fight, fight.
You are a sneak a coward that hides
But we will find you and kill you and split you out wide.
Another poem for Breast Cancer Awareness Month.
Peace
Another of my old poems for Breast Cancer Awareness Month
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The sun shines warm and strong
The washing on the line dances, it will be dry before long!
The birds are twittering and singing
Bees around the flowers buzzing gently, no thought of stinging.
Children are playing along the road, they must be home from school.
Time, time is my enemy always too fast, too slow never anybody’s fool.
I feel rested in the sun, relaxed maybe this is a new journey I have begun
Nothing to worry about anymore, nothing to rush for, nothing to come.
Gently things begin to fade, is this it or is just that I am lying in the shade
No I can no longer move , here comes the silent peace I crave.
I am happy that there will be no more treatment or pain
I am sorry for those who I love that will have to remain.
The sun shines warm and strong
The washing on the line dances it will be dry before long!
The birds are twittering and singing
Bees around the flowers buzzing gently no thought of stinging.
I hope they will not think me selfish, I could really fight no more
Here comes death to claim me and I feel safe as he leads me to his door.
Peace, peace no pain, no needles no scans no sad sad smiles
I am going now, I love you all and I shall be here but not seen, loving you all the while……………….
Just a little explanatory word. I wrote this poem one afternoon last June, 2013, I do not know where it came from I just wrote it. It is about a person dying peacefully of some disease say Cancer. I have not known any of my lost friends who have passed this way but I wish it could be like this . I wish death could of been gentle for them and for all of us……….. please.
MY RED SHOES
This is Breast Cancer Awareness Month
When I saw that This Thing Called Life One Word at a Time had written a poem to her sister here Kicking Cancer I decided to re use and revamp a poem, I also wrote last year and post it for this month’s cause.
I wrote this poem last year to three people near to me all had Cancer. Three different tyes of Cancer. Two of them have survived, sadly my dear friend Karen died of Cancer of the Oesophagus , but the other friend survived a throat Cancer and my dear bubbly cousin survived Breast Cancer. I thought well you cannot shout loudly enough about Kicking Cancer so I took out my old poem dusted it off and revamped it for this month’s cause.
Why is it called red shoes, because my cousin loves her red shoes! She has to wear red high heels to work ( not quite the ones in the phot
My Red Shoes.
These are my, can do shoes! My not going to listen to you shoes!
My get up and go shoes! My stamp on and kick the shit out of the blues, shoes!
My ain’t gonna be be put on by you shoes! My skipping and dancing in the moonlight shoes.
My walking the righteous path shoes! my who am I kidding shoes?
My kicking up a rumpus fetch me my compass shoes!
My who you looking at shoes, my cop an eye full of this shoes!
My ain’t behaving well shoes. My dancing on the ceiling enjoying every second shoes!
My in ya face, fall from grace shoes. My come and get me shoes,
My tiny winy skirt shoes! My delights are on offer shoes!
My need a thrill shoes, my ones and twos shoes!
My I am bored shoes, my I want it now shoes!
My singing in the rain shoes, my apple pie up in the sky shoes!
My tipping the scales my way shoes, my light a candle say a prayer shoes!
My uppdido shoes, my yabbadabbado shoes!
My take a look at you shoes, my lookie lookie I just might let you touch me shoes!
My who am I kidding shoes, my I wish I was not such a wooze shoes!
My when is my turn shoes? My fingers burned all hopes spurned shoes!
My bridges burnt shoes, my lessons learnt shoes!
My on my own shoes, my without a home shoes! My nothing left to loose shoes!
These are my I can beat you shoes, my watch it! your days are numbered shoes.
My, we have your measure now shoes. My cut you out, kick you hard shoes,
My grind you into the floor shoes!!My laugh in your face shoes!!
My Cancer we will wipe you out shoes, My will without a doubt shoes!
MY WE ARE GONNA WIN SHOES!!!!my
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