The Final Word
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Written on June 20, 2025
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I didn’t expect this – it came quickly, without warning
I couldn’t hide.
It left me with no choice – but to go to war,
battling the deafening poison,
the affliction feeling like the deafening crash
thunder raging, pouring out its fury
I didn’t ever imagine this would come to be,
silencing the courage that I’d once felt,
giving my plans a murderous blow
secreting inside – these feelings, this hope
oh, how would this end? Yet, I could not know
it is all up to Him, the keeper of my soul
the One who died for me – lifting the burdens
and I continue on…
despite the disillusionment, scornful and unclear
where can I go – lost in the conclusions,
where can I go – leaving behind the confusion,
where can I go – and Oh, yes, I know…
I didn’t expect this – it came about without a premonition
I wouldn’t know what to say, what to pray, - oh, not today!
It came without a word, no warning that could be heard
I didn’t think I could comprehend, the darkness falling
As the fear set in – the tears mingle with desperation
Can I reach out to the One who created me, the One who created
Everything…
I didn’t ever dream this might come to me
the darkness poured out its blackness through me
I felt the ache of a lonely prayer, being spoken
by my fears, my tears, my weary heart… without words
saying all the things I longed to unravel in my spirit
the broken thoughts, the ruined hopes, the shattered pieces
of a dream, a joy, a love that would never end,
love for my best friend, the one who held my hand
the one who makes me smile – when I least think I can
the one who is my life – because God blessed our plans
but, oh…
I didn’t ever expect the word to enter into our plans
the darkness so often heard when the doctor says
that nasty word, the one we never want to hear
yet, there it was…
cancer is not our friend – please, dear Lord
don’t let this opponent win, don’t let this foe prevail
dear Lord, please mend, please cure, please heal
don’t let this enemy succeed in ending what we began
when we found each other, discovered the gentle truth
beneath a love so pure, so strong, we’d forever be sure
when the darkest fear touched our hearts, our spirits
we’d know that the scriptures are true and sure…
Ecclesiastes 4:9 “Two are better than one; because they have a good reward for their labour.”
God blessed our love, with a joy so rewarding,
A love like this is beyond the sweetest bliss
We share something more than pleasure or delight
We share a piece of our hearts, a piece so alive
Please, Lord… don’t let that cold, dark word
bring silence to our world –
heal the one I love,
I know that by Your stripes, comes healing
by Your stripes, I’m sincerely begging
please, Lord… don’t let cancer have the final word!
Let YOUR STRIPES be heard!!!!
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2025
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