Cancer strikes more people but death rates are falling
METRO, 7 December 2012
People ask me how
and why I learned to live
with the constant threat
and it’s none of their concern,
but in truth it is their concern
that’s now the only thing
can make me
in moments of weakness
lower my guard enough to cry.
My friend found a tumor
benign, inoperable
a constant aid to mindfulness.
My husband has a feeble heart
that even with a surgeon’s stent
is too weak to feel
anything but impotent rage.
He has learned to express himself
and I to live with it.(c) 2012 Slush Poet
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