The Buck , The Nyeuck

Recently a friend from the Blackwater Poets was diagnosed with Cancer, which we rarely refer to by name, preferring euphemisms such as “the buck, or “the big C”. This verse is dedicated to Gene and all cancer sufferers.

Icon in St. Nicholas Church in Galway

The buck, the nyeuck, has run amuck
Appearing everywhere uninvited
Looking smug, acting the thug
He thinks that folk can’t fight it…

But we do and will, and shall until
We defeat it in every form it takes
Through the Medicine Man and every way we can
For our children’s and those gones sakes!

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Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

yes we will .... there is no doubt in my mind as well ...cancers secrets are held strong but we are, bit by bit unraveling them .. co-coordinating approaches in a very large army that will prevail ...Gene is in my Prayers right now for health, peace, comfort and victory
E.

[Richard🖌]

A strongly emotional piece, well illustrated.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, for the children...many diseases have been beaten over the years, there are cures...and Cancer is no different---it might act smug, but it will be smiling on the other side of its face when totally defeated.

i have had friends who have died from it, and have friends fighting it now...the battle rages....

thanks for this...

j.