The Big 'C'

Existing in the realm, of its own true hell The pacing of the parasite begins to swell It suffers in silence yet demands to be heard It will never survive without its bevy of words As a thief of hearts, it sought our souls And refused to acknowledge the unspeakable tolls It relished our pain our faults and our woes Acted as friend yet lived as foe Alas truth lost, but so did the beast For a cancer did grow, and on lies it did feast From within his throat, it locked in its feet And his mask is now meeting a deadly defeat