My Answer is Cancer
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Change is a touchy subject
I know this to be true
But if I had this power
I know what I would do
I'd find a cure for cancer
I'd take away the pain it's caused
I'd bring my brother back
and let him win the battle that he lost
Cancer is a murderer
the most brutal of them all
I'd protect all of its victims
I'd refuse to let them fall
Change is a touchy subject
just like I said before
But this isn't just a poem to me
please understand, it's so much more
I didn't just choose "cancer"
in some cliche state of mind
There won't be more sincerity
in any poem you find
I lay awake in bed at night
Far more often than I should
Thinking of ways to take cancer down
and to end it all for good
Change is a touchy subject
I'm not too young to understand it
But who wouldn't want to change this
Cancer is the worlds biggest bandit
It steals, it cheats, it lies, it kills
It shows no signs of grace
It takes us to our finish line
before we enjoy the race
It's taken someone from me
that I know I can't get back
That someone was my brother
And that someone's name was Zach
So, if you asked me what I'd change
I'd quickly reply, "cancer"
And then, if you asked me why
"Zach" would be my answer.
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Bazzaro127
Cancer is a very destructive, brutilizer. I agree with you in all standings and ideas. Yet time pressed pain and loss and grief over those who do not get to live it in the same length as us. The survivors must and will always hold the memories and hearts of those who go and leave to another world and place. I just pray that he is with you in your heart as he should be. Because no matter how horrific a loss, as I have surly lost family before. GOD graces us with memories to foretell others of the people who didnt make it here, now, with us today.
leaninmt
This hurts, and that makes it good poetry.
willcam
That was amazing. Undeniably. The truth of it makes cancer seem real. Not something you think wouldnt happen to you. Because it could happen to any of us, all of us. Your words troubled me. but in a good, real way. Bravo.
TessiaD
When I was going through the process of watching my grandmother die of cancer, a part of me felt like it was being ripped away from me. She was like a mother to me, and I was there with her every day in her last week few with us. I would go visit her at Hospice, and I’d come home crying hysterically. My rock through the whole experience was my boyfriend who lost his father when he was 10 years old. 3 days before she died, he held me close and told me something that changed my whole perspective on death. He told me the Vikings believed a person only died when their name was spoken for the last time, so they would never cease to talk about their loved ones whom have passed on. I have never stopped talking/thinking about her and what she has done for me, and because of that, she is alive in my heart.
You, my friend, have just made your brother immortal. You are an amazing brother for writing this. He would be so unbelievably proud.