A child weeping.
Inconsollably.
Chemotherapy
Seeping slowly.
A teenaged boy
Puking out his guts.
I wish, I wish, I wish
Life didn’t hurt so much.
Tag: Chemotherapy
Chemotherapy
Birds outside this room
Fly so completely free –
Oh, what do they know
Of chemotherapy?
They are part of Nature –
Which is just fire and ice –
With no manmade notions
Of virtue or of vice –
So ignorant they fly –
I wish I could too –
With no view of life
And of death no clue.
Hearts Still Care 