Leighann Anderson Poet Free verse

Cancer

Cancer.
What exactly is it?
A disease is the medical
term but to others it is 
unforgettable turmoil yet
to be set in endless motion,
either spiralling out of control,
or simply vanishing after it has
caused unimaginable pain.
Cancer.
It is seen as the one of the
agents that tear families apart,
either in an instant, like a 
mirror shattering, created by a 
sudden outburst of anger,
or slowly like a dying plant
deprived of water and light.
Cancer.
Many people may fear the day
when their time comes but one
hopes to choose the way they go.
Sadly, no one can choose the way
they leave this earth; nature 
beholds this ability and sadly
it can be cruel in its own way.
Cancer.
Our one fear that we cannot
sweep under a carpet of 
foggy memories at the back
of our minds.
Cancer.
The one disease that seems
selfish and cruel that many
cannot endure.

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Shannon Deane July 5, 2011 at 8:28 AM I myself am a Cancer and thank-you for reminding me I'm not alone...luv shannon

Carrie Richards May 22, 2011 at 7:39 AM It seems to touch every person in some way....and at one time was almost a unmentionable disease....it holds that much fear. The more we talk of it, the more we can do to help people who are touched. Thank you for "talking' of it.

Andrea Dietrich May 22, 2011 at 12:42 AM I really hate this disease. I think the only one I fear more than this one is alzheimer's which my stepdad died of It takes your very essence from you which is what makes it worse than cancer. This is a good poem, Leighann. Leighann Anderson May 22, 2011 at 4:52 PM My mother was extremely ill last year and to be blunt the doctors were useless; 5 misdiagnoses were made, that made me very angry because they were just messing her about. Out of the 5 misdiagnoses, Lung Cancer was the worst and last. I shall never forget how that made me feel or what it done to my family; my poem: Hope, is based on this experience, one I would rather forget but can't.

Carolyn Devonshire May 21, 2011 at 8:55 PM Having seen friends endure the pain of cancer for years before dying, I am in awe at the power of your description. I pray we find a cure one day. Progress has been made on some types of cancer, but not others. They seem to be able to slow its progression. My brother-in-law is battling prostate cancer now. Let's join in prayer that successful treatments for all types of cancer are found. Excellent poem! Love, Carolyn

Poet Destroyer A May 21, 2011 at 7:20 PM Ann, L. you have the troublesome of cancer well described. I have seen my family pass through the cater of this growing disease. It's beyond selfish and cruel.. and all you say above,.. thanks for sharing.. have yourself a wonderful night,..p.d.