The Cancer

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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...

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