Cancer

Cancer

A Poem by Sarah Jane

Overcrowded biospheres
We have endangered redemption
Like a cancer, we proceed
Living as an infection

Pollution marks it clearly
We've become a disease
Ignorance with such spoils
To feel Earths unease

Decades of maltreatment 
Blind eyes and turned cheeks
The birds will stop their singing
So that The Mother may speak

She shall hail us with fire
Cleanse with walls of rain
Even damaging her self
Or the small cells still humane

We know this as disaster 
Perhaps its only treatment
To purge a pandemic
And reduce the beatings

We are the sickness,
Small independent tumors
Even in our own devastation
We cant help but find the humor.

When were diagnosed with cancer
We fight back with medicine 
To cleanse our veins, to live
With a strength that is genuine

Don't expect anything different 
Than our Mother to reclaim
This body we are killing 
Without a speck of shame

Can you hear her, our Mother
As she weeps for her flesh?
A mourning without grief, 
Were to blame for this mess.

© 2017 Sarah Jane


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Wow! Bravo! This is brilliant in its superficial and underlying message! You expressed it marvellously with the vivid imagery and outstanding musicality! Well done!

Posted 6 Years Ago


Sarah Jane

6 Years Ago

Thank you so much for your kind review!

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