Mama Knows Better
I suppose,
that one more day
and one more apple
could shrink it away.
But, I also suppose
if I say one more prayer
it will disappear
and won't be there.
I guess I suppose
doctors know what to do
so I can get better
when surgery is through.
But Mama knows better,
or I suppose she might,
when she works a double shift
to pay for my fight.
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