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Magnum Opus - incomplete

Cantankerous cancers found my blood letting from the slit, 
Is it avarice of me to desire the love begetting of Lazarus?
Enjoying life cadaverous like forgetting the want to live, 
Is it glamorous for me to die while God desires I live? 

Forgo the solid ground, 
My feet dangled off the edge of a jagged cliff. 
I fought the howl of squalid sin, 
I caught the wind sending back the fire of my padded spliff. 
Below I spotted a town, 
My feet angled to squish what I saw down to the earth’s crusty skin. 
Got calls asking where I’ve been.
Like,
“Just, 
Just been wondering.” 
Yeah yeah. 
Yeah, 
I guess you’ve just been wondering? 

Could’ve made it better before I made it end, 
Would’ve, 
Should’ve, 
But I wouldn’t have liked to make amends. 
A couple foot of rope set up to further suspend, 
Just to be an easy way out for whoever he is?
I misunderstood a friend on what is perpetuity, 
I just want to live forever, 
Instead I pretend to breathe on incongruity. 
And as I descend upon,
I felt alive again when I grew dizzy.

I felt alive, 
In my life, 
I felt alive as I grew dizzy.

We, the People

We all willingly give them the power 
every time we turn-on our TVs 
and absorb all their well-scripted comments 
entertained by disguised legalese 

Then we buy and we use all their products
fill their coffers with money and gold
every year they repeat with new upgrades
an increase in each new item sold

All the drilling and fracking continues
and we all fill our cars with the fuel
as the poisonous fumes cause the cancers
which make death most especially cruel 

We, the People, have all of the power
we can take it all back if we choose
and if ever we should come together
there is no fight we ever would lose

Three sides to a story

she said she was, he said he was,
then how? said constable at loss?
fact was the old lady was dead,
she looked like asleep in her bed,
but she must have passed suddenly
nothing suggests she was poorly,
except her mouth was wide open,
next to her drugs she had taken,
her son said was busy at work,
his wife said it sounds so berserk,
because she had bid her goodbye,
go upstairs to have a short lie!
suspicion lurked on every side,
did vindictive daughter in law
put an end to mother in law?
son eager for inheritance,
is now not showing repentance?
police would believe them neither,
for a week held them in tether,
post mortem report soon revealed,
truth that she from them had concealed,
her breast cancer was too advanced,
with treatment life not be enhanced,
she took her drugs to ease her pain,
bore quietly to cause no strain,
a blood clot in lungs was her end,
breast cancers to blood stream do send,
heartbreaks, tears at this final call,
three sides to story, after all!
epitaph in her own hand read,
“more is to love, than can be said!”

Radiation Waiting Room

Radiation lobby,
filled with unspoken sense.
I see a community of fighters and partners.
The partners are
the curious who know.
They sit using books as blinders,
or sitting watching others.
They are family waiting.

The fighters are strugglers,
arriving with smiles or stone faces.
They are:
slow walkers
fast walkers
chair riders
cane holders,
or with chemo caps,
or cancer wigs.

Travelers
funneling through a journey of hope.
Given by greeters and nurses.
Cancers lessen
by treatment with
radium and cobalt sessions.

And then a bell rings,
for someone, 
radiation is ending.
Now there is a light around you,
and you are free.
Still, we think of new others,
a cycle continues
with new faces same faces,
until cancer fades,
with no traces.

fourth

they just 
cut a hole in my back
took their pound of flesh
and stitched it up so well 
there's barely a scar
it was my fourth
and my son said
how many cancers
you going to have?
I just laughed

It's Nice to be Back

So the death sentence is lifted
I kicked cancers ass

They found no trace of it with surgery
free of that sh*t at last!

Now it's on to radiation
to become a spiderwoman queen

Not exactly what I want to do
but it erases all traces unseen

Those microscopic morsels
the little single cells

that may have escaped that toxic elixir
as we nuked them all to hell. 

And they can find no trace of cancer
past the breast I am clear

And it was a lumpectomy
so I still have the breast, Oh dear!

And yes that heavy burden is lifted
my docs original decree

It was you have a 60 percent chance of being alive
in five years you see

And well I think the odds are now much better
something like 98

And for now at least I don't have to carry 
that heavy weight. 

It's nice to be back  Artimus (C) Susan Manley 10:28AM 1/26/24

Bushwacking

Instead of carving yourself up
try going for a meditative walk
put rose petals on your soul
rock a baby to sleep
put in an honest eight
help save somebody else
solve the riddle behind their pain-

Create something from your pain
use it as fuel to paint a picture
be an activist for your brain
not an anarchist of destruction
and perpetual mayhem-

Groping bones of the past
is counter productive...
water the seeds of the future
with good thought and deed
a negative thought is crushed beneath
the weight of a good one. 
Cut out the cancers from your life
toss them to the side...
the honest heartbeat will soften the fire 

Only you know your path
you just need a hand to bushwack
the brambles that conceal it...
You don't need a Seran wrapped shrink
who'll still be pushing pills 
in the shadow of your wake.. 
live and do something great
You control the footsteps
of your fate-

Look For My Cave

Our modern society is very deft
at exposing our bodies to emfs.
Wifi at the office.
Wifi in our homes, 
and of course those emfs on our cell phones..
We live in the time of instant connections but
whose looking out for our bodies protection?
Electric companies replaced augmented meters
to eliminate the cost of meter readers.
Apartment and condo dwellers absorb the cost
in their bodies cell damage and cellular loss..
Whomever thought that smart meters were smart
when they cause cancers and impact the heart?
 Companies now marketing shielding products
but they often appear unworldly, and some what robotic.
I guess I'm too old for this wifi wave so I'm off to
the hills to look for my cave.

Sicknesses In Action

Bp is up 
Tb is breaking 
Asthma closes up ?
Ebola is exterminating 
HIV is viral 
Cancer is cutting 
Diabete is destroying  
Corona is crushing 
Malaria is messing. 
People  are crying 
Hurting 
Dying daily 
Here and there.

May 06/2023
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe 
          Mussabwa Chris

Cancer Ghost

did you see me there on the street?
in that moment when our eyes did meet
all i want is just a smile
even if it lasts just a while
you turned your back and walked away
as i tried to wave  the other day

you see ,i am still the same
even if cancers playing its game
its still just me ,your old friend
i thought you knew its not the end

if you smile at me,you wont catch cancer
if you laugh with me it could be my answer
a ghost of sorts now i walk
i hope in time people will talk.

its just me ,your old friend
im still happy ,this is not the end.
do not be scared,i am no walking dead
i will beat this disease, enough said

smile at me, and heal my heart
don't make me a ghost and tear me apart

What I Know For Sure

I am a self-confident sort of person
Very aware of what I know for sure,
A strong proponent of truth-telling
Separating out the obvious manure.

Considering various points of view
Trying to arrive at fair conclusions,
I am willing to debate with anyone
Oft coming away with contusions.

I really don’t care for know-it-alls
Who think they have all the answers,
Contradicting to foment an argument
To me, they’re like noisy cancers.

I’ve learned it is better to listen
And learn from those who know
Than to speak up and be wrong,
And let my gross ignorance show.

If I’m quiet, I’m listening to you
I’m interested in the facts you lay out,
And I’m soaking up new information
So, the next time I’ll have my spout.

Written October 7, 2022

Our Tools For a Broken Chariot

broken chariot we cannot fix
our strong, precious love is still in the mix

broken chariot we can always replace
the strength of our strong, precious love will always save face

broken chariot we know not the definition
our strong, precious love survived many cancers and always in remission

broken chariot we can always redefine
our strong, precious love is like water that makes our everything more beautiful and refined

Under Robins Kind Wings

 



               Dedication to a Lost Poet




It is a beaming,summers' Spring. 
And you lie in nature's sweet earth, 
under robins’ wings.
Beneath fertile Wisconsin ground.
You lost in cancers' last final round!


The rooms empty of your laughter.
That was vibrant and reached the rafters.
I sit here, in utter, somber disbelief
Can't I stop thinking of you...is there 
to be no relief?


My very small successes, so minuscule!
Rather hear your laughter,  on how I broke 
all the rules.
Or see your angelic,blond hair aglow in the sun.
Dancing, skating, playing house, having Chicago’s, 
little girls' fun.


We lost so very much as we aged!
God came to take you home He turned that final 
life's page.
You, who put others before herself
Became a member of Poetry Soup to
support me and express herself.

       
               Au Revior, Sweet Cousin Madelyn!
                           1/13/2022
                               ~4~

The Rise of Marxism

There is reason why evil
has persisted, Man does not
wisely use his power, rejecting
God's council, a Better Plan – the 
devil having no power, but for 
the power given him by God's Man.  

We are co-conspirators, feigned
ignorance no panacea nor bliss...

on what Christ Loves the Devil uses
a pulverizing fist – 

Free Will has glorious Manifestation – 
but such freedom does not
come without risk – let not 
one's lesser ego, lead to internal
cancers, electing to office bloody stools 
and piss....

No Rhyme Or Reason

There is no rhyme or reason to what is happening in the Zodiac. 
I understand the confusion, having orchestrated the flex myself
Many astrological signs are irritated and consternated, annoyed even.
They are not air signs, so do not understand the full beauty
Of shaking things, up and dancing naked in the moon for no reason 
There is a levity waking up the cancers, who are the most irritated
Leos try to take over, wanting things to be changed their way
Virgos are horrified, being ardent rule-followers
Taurus tries to bully everyone, which makes the Aquarians laugh.
Other signs come by to visit but do not stay, being more passive and fearful.

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