Ego Shorn

Ego shorn unlike the hairy back of cancer
Taking all but life before even taking that
She hoped to be a mother some day and her
Life would be gone at 26 a hard fact

I look at her in a hat of fur  
pink sweater that seems to soften
What a loss of life in her
Hearts sank lower than a coffin

But she was a believer 
And her face seems to glow
The world didn’t know it needed her
Angelic virgin the last of a soul

She is found not lost in afterlife
Her familiar smile brightly shines
In heaven she is for us here a light
Illuminating for us all in teal time

Ego shorn here now reborn
An angel returns to her God
If only we could just defeat
Breast cancer that made her a star.




7/2/2022
Written for Ego Shorn Here Now Reborn Poetry Contest
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Dietrich Avatar
July 2, 2022 at 10:45 AM
This is so heartbreaking. I really feel your emotion. Great writing. I had level 2 BC six years ago. The oncologist had me take Prolia (just for my bones afterward),and it has left me disabled for life. If it's not one thing that gets ya, it's another.
Jones Avatar
July 2, 2022 at 11:00 AM
Beautiful soul I had no idea you are a survivor! God bless you. However I hate that you are left disabled. I do know this is difficult but in my eyes you won! Thanks for sharing heroine!
Leffanta Avatar
July 2, 2022 at 10:44 AM
We could start by banning brassieres, as they restrict and constrain normal blood circulation! Aloha!
Leffanta Avatar
July 3, 2022 at 11:16 AM
Teenage boys can view their classmates breasts on their cellphone, so their attention has drifted to derrières. I suspect girdles will be in the Fall fashions . . . .Aloha!
Jones Avatar
July 2, 2022 at 10:58 AM
I would love that. But then women would be accused of teasing men if the girls run free and of it being our responsibility where men's eyes go and how they react! Thanks for reading and for a smile
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