"The Cancer" 4 - 18 - 03
a single beam of amber light
lands upon old gray skin
warming the cold being
dying but still human
weary of a long struggle
holding on vigorously still
this person, he battles on
with the strength of a fading will
the cancer has beaten his bones
the colds have chiseled his lungs
for years he has fought his way
but he is now on his last rung
the days have sapped his energy
the nights have offered no rest
for an old and dying man
losing in his life's contest
with every option exhausted
and a bag of bones gone dry
the plug is pulled, the breathing stops
and a family is left to cry...