Could You
Find humor
when told of the tumor
Smile
when the answer is cancer
Laugh
at the heart attack
Kick back
in the face of death
Yawn
when you're not given that long
Whistle a tune
when they tell you it's June
Have no remorse
as the disease runs its course
Bow your head
when there's nothing left
Could you?
Hopefully this poem is not to morbid. Death is just something we all face and I sometimes wonder at how I'll be taken out and how strong I'll be when that time comes. Being a Christian I have the assurance of a better tomorrow but being a fallen man there's always that question...
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