Traitor To Our Genes
Oh yes- it hides in DNA- this traitor to our genes-
and may not show its ugly face
until we least expect.
And then, the name- that 'cancer' word
will spin one's world around;
be it yourself, your kin or friend- the fight for life begins.
A fight for sure- the battle kills the joy of carefree minds
of those in pain and those who watch-
all losers in its game.
The ups and downs- remissions, yes,
but soon another blow;
it hungers, like a cannibal- consuming, cell by cell.
Yet, early signs can grant a win- defeat the deadly march,
more so today than yesteryear,
full hope can stay alive.
I've lived that pain of battles lost-
grandparents, parents, uncles, aunts.
Oh yes- it hides in DNA- mine's sleeping well- for now.
Sandra M. Haight
~13th Place~
Contest: Topic Of Cancer
Sponsor: Craig Cornish
Judged: 06/23/2019
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2019
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