Cancer

Cancer cancer is to sit and not want
is able to love and ignore, is silent when you can scream
as wind
cancer is to depend on someone else
to feel loved
Is to pronounce I can't
When the desire not want to born
my those with whom I can try
and not to say I can't
even when I have not

Cancer
is to ask life more than it already gives you
not bad testimony
or wound
Even a bird that can be raised
and relies more on the ground
than what its immobile wings can

Cancer is hurting a loved one
without realizing that their pain
can also be sown
and change as branches
one tree moving
non stop with the wind though
this tired but sown in the Earth of love
that had and water was sore

Cancer in humans
it's just a disease
that ends in death
malignant cells are just that
but do not be fatal reproduction to kill
that love of a human being
that the less that expected of you
is cancer in the soul.
-Jonatan Vega

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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