Crushed
The writing was on the wall
I was crushed to hear it all
Two more months give or take
Leukemia in the third stage I recall
My choice to lie in bed whirled through my head
Did I need to wait till I am declared dead
I packed my bags my medicine’s too
I booked a ticket for me and you
Right now I breathe in silent wonder
Seeing the sun set makes me blue
Crushed I was feeling sorry for you
I was vivacious and strong and I knew
I did not belong to death calling you
For I was living and I was dying
How can both coexist as one in you
two months passed in quit contemplation
meditation and spending time with you
Peace I felt began to flow all through
I had crushed the cancer in me and you.
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