Touch and Go

The girl has reached the terminal cancer creeping within her tender lungs the drowsy eyes decline to close lest the final sleep comes crawling steals the beautiful world from her. She hears a distant whisper wafts near flowing on feeble breath telling the lungs don’t give up yet, together let’s fight construct the edifice of hope bit by bit albeit the unsure mind can’t hold for long. The girl knowing the battle is uncertain she would surely lose, tells her mother freeze me and keep me in a cold chamber in the frail state of suspended animation the way you nurtured me once in your womb . I would live within the dubious domain between the swathes of life and death until they find a cure for deadly cancer I would then sprout from hibernation and bloom again in my beautiful garden. April 9, 2021 Title Chosen : Touch And Go Contest : This Or That Vol 1 Sponsor : Edward Ibeh