Dear Cancer,

Dear Cancer,

A Poem by Holly Mason



         Dear Cancer,
  Hello, I know we have met, but my name is Holly. I have a few questions to ask you.
First why did you pick me? Is it because I am a super great friend? Or you just happened 
to be flying by one day and said "Oh she looks good". My second question is, do you have a 
family? If you do, you should pay attention to them and you wouldn't be so lonely. Third
question is a bit loaded, is there any cure for you? I mean I think you could at least
give a clue. My fourth and final question...why do you exist? Just wondering. I have a 
lot of life left in me and I am hoping you change your mind. If you find that you cannot
redo this deal, then I understand. I will let you know (ahead of time) that you have a
fight on your hands. I am coming out fists fully ready and I will not go down easy. You
can take your time or we can have a quick face to face. Your choice. I never said I
would lay down peacefully. You can write me back if you would like. I will even 
enclose a pre-addressed pre-paid envelope. I think you have a lot of issues. Do not
mean to be rude but you picked this fight...not me.
                                                        Fighting like a fighter should,
                                                               your nemesis, Holly
P.S. before you pick on anyone else or even think you should....finish the fight with me.
I will be ready anytime ,anyplace , anywhere....leave other folks alone, you twit. 
(twit is not what I want to say but I am not a great user of profanity) but you Cancer 
are an a--hole. (just sayin') 

© 2013 Holly Mason



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Truly the most unique message about cancer that I've ever read! This topic has been addressed many times, but never like this, & I love originality in writing. What I notice most is that there's not much emotion in this message & it feels like the narrator is pushing her more emotional response down to a point of being not apparent & then showing a fighting stance to the world. I've heard that having a fighting attitude is the best way to go & here you demonstrate that as if you were offering an example of how to do this fight! I hope this is not your current situation (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 1 Month Ago


Dearest Holly, i love this and I do work in a Cancer Therapy Dept in a large Sydney HOspital. I am the admin staff there not nursing but do see a lot of what goes on and have worked in reception in the treatment areas (rad and chemo) but look i loved your poem and love your fighting spirit, you sound young and very courageous and have a true fight to fight and you are there with open fists i felt, good on you for this wonderful poem and your fighting strength. I wish you well in your poetry and in your fight against this A..hole. xxx

Posted 1 Month Ago


Well said Holly! In no uncertain terms kick the FUCKERS A*S!
My hope is that you are still creating.

John


Posted 3 Years Ago


This was an admirable piece of writing. Not only in the witty style, but also in the courageous and positive defiance of your situation.
Norman

Posted 4 Years Ago


A clever and positive take on a difficult confrontation.

I am very much the same in that "I am not a great user of profanity"

I like your voice. It is part friendly, part snarky, part wise.

A few punctuation notes: the commas in the P.S. are askew. Some of you ...s became .....s. Don't know if that matters to you.

Posted 4 Years Ago


This is an exceptionally good if not great write and one that I truly find inspirational & fully intend to re-visit from time to time...

All Good Things,

Neville

Posted 4 Years Ago


Dear Holly, I just read this unforgettable write and I also read what some of your other writer friends have written about you. To your courage and strength of character, I would also add your golden heart and your beautiful spirit.

Posted 4 Years Ago


I admire you and your strength.

Posted 4 Years Ago


This is so amazing. Glad I stopped by when it cropped up in related writing, which it is not, to mine. But I am glad it did anyway.

Posted 4 Years Ago


since 2008 I have lived. Sometimes I whisper the word "survivor" just as an emancipation of
silence. Because cancer, like survivor are forbidden words you dare not utter if probability
is still in the air. First the diagnosis that impaired me, then the chemo, then the work up
for a bone marrow transplant, then the transplant. Then six years later you pretend that
none of it happened. Then you try to get back some simblance of your previous, before cancer
life, but it has changed you. And what is sad is that only another victim of its dred is a person
who really understands.

Why it picked me, is the same answer as why it picks anyone off guard. Didn't drink or smoke,
ate a mostly vegan diet, exercised moderately, active in the community...even planted a garden.
But I believe, out of jealously, it picked me because of all of that.
I was able to overcome, knock on wood. But like being on a battlefield, or watching the space
shuttle take off, you never forget the experience.

Holly, you're far too nice a girl to say it, so I will. YOU CANCER ARE AN A*S-HOLE!

dana

Posted 4 Years Ago



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