Cancer Big 'C'
Cancer, the big 'C',
Do you think you mean anything to me?
My Uncle has got you,
You've taken my beautiful daughter too.
But while I am able I will continue to fight,
And I will fight you with every bit of my might.
Slowly we are finding new ways,
To get rid of you and we will make sure you finally pay.
I want to beat you, I want you to feel awful pain as you slowly feel your life fade away.
I hope that you have others that rely on you,
So as you painfully go they can feel the pain to.
I know that at the moment you can sneak and hide away, and I bet you feel exceptionally strong,
But all of mankind are waiting for you to do just one thing wrong.
Then we will pounce, we'll punch and we will stab,
And all of this done in a shiny white lab.
So don't sit there and get brave,
You soon won't even exist in the darkest wet cave!
Copyright © Mark West | Year Posted 2024
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