Not My Time

Hollowed eyes, hairless heads

Fight the demon, Cancer

Shocked lives turned upside down

Reach out to find a cure

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Why you ask, endure it,

Treatment that can kill?

Because it’s not my time

To leave the ones I love

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Time, a gift, is precious

Time to spend with you

Time to finish lessons

Time to save my soul

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Earthly angels help us

Guides in whites and scrubs

Heal mind, soul and body

From early morn to dark

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The hollowed eye brigade

With lion hearts persist

To wage a war for health

Because it’s not our time.

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Posted on June 7, 2014, in leukemia, medical, poetry, soul, spirit, Uncategorized, writing and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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