To My Mum

And the cancer crept up Like a thief in the dark It violated that body Right from the start. The cells became twisted They didn’t know more And the body succumbed To the death at its door The mind went to panic And dangerously played A hard game of torture To the bodies dismay The thinking and anger Were there of no means The wildness and tears then Screamed out of a dream The doctors all steps in And did what they could They cut and they hacked And left what still stood The treatment was started And suppose to be good It made that poor body Feel not like it should It was sick and distorted It cried out in pain It screamed out for mercy No more of this game Now then it lays there And all the pains gone The cancer is dead now In this life it won.