Big C in the test
I have a lump in my breast.
They want to give it a test.
I hope it fails.
It mustn’t revise,
Must stay unwise.
It really needs to fail.
It’s small like a pea.
Hard as a nail.
Attached to my flesh.
Buried inside.
Jelly bean hiding,
terror cells collide.
Hand pressing down,
Massaging my breast
It hides for a moment
Just feel my chest.
Then it is there,
Close to my heart.
I imagine the danger
The loss of my hair.
The touch of a stranger,
The cut of a knife.
It stops me from living,
Fear bedding down.
I have seen a doctor
They booked the test.
Try not to worry.
It’s nothing as yet.
The letter says it’s cancer
Suspected the worse.
I feel invaded.
Impure and unkempt.
My body rejected,
Rotting flesh on my bones.
Impurity radiates
From my own cells.
I see looks of pity.
All eyes on my chest.
Sit down my lovely
Take time to rest.
I can’t have cancer,
I have no time to spare.
I need this removed
Cut it away.
I don’t want this alien
Inside me today.
Get it out doctor,
Take it away.
The tests are conclusive.
It passed with high marks.
No need for resits
It’s top of the class.
It graduated college
It’s earned its degree.
It’s inside my body
It’s part of me.
I don’t want to face it.
I just want to hide.
I don’t want this cancer
Growing inside.
M.C. Newberry
Wed 10th Jul 2019 12:38
These lines will certainly resonate with all who have faced this
situation and those who fear its likelihood for whatever reason.
Take comfort in the fact that the body is always marshalling its considerable forces towards fighting off the invaders that beset it in
this life. Helping it with use of sound advice, sound diet and positive
thinking will contribute to your mental strength as it adjusts to cope.
Onwards and upwards!.