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No Strength in Numbers
No strength in numbers
She takes a walk every day in spite of her growing age
She eats the healthiest foods
And lives in the most perpetual way
But life is funny how it throws
The curve balls towards your fate
Because in a split second she was sick
With something she could have never prevented
Without even thinking she decided to not tell a soul
Always in life she dealt with the toughest things alone
And besides whom would she call?
Her three sons whom would not care
They’d steal money from her death bed
Oh, they were never there
She didn't even tell her husband
Why worry him, she thought
In and out of surgery in a minute
Then I can go back and take my walk
So, her breast was taken
Feeling betrayed and mistaken
Not a comforting word
No hand to hold
She did it all
Like she always does
Strong, bold, and
Alone.
This is a very sad topic...
This is a very sad topic... The poem was beautifully written, I liked how the reader would have to clue in on what this means, It kept the interest level high throughout the poem.