Poem -

Cancer

Cancer

It cameΒ 
like a
dark Satan

invaded me
consumed me

waken
I yearn
for sleep

Yet itΒ 
is in the dreams
whereΒ 
the control
exerts its
dominance

My mind
your mind
battles with
perseverance

Our Will
is the "David"
to the Goliath
that seeks
to consume
our mortality

Hope, Faith and Grace
are the sling thatΒ 
Slays the Giant

Leaving us
with tranquility
from the hand
of our maker

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Lara Trance

i LOVE this poem!!Β  The topic is a source of dark fear striking terror as itΒ 
is an adversary to our very existence.Β  IT comes and sucks our life giving essence, it destroys our sense of contentment in our lives, it seeks to destroy our faith. But, the human spirit, soul, has the ability to see past the mortal effects and with strength, nobility, and faith... transcend it.
Blessings
Lara

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Wilford Barker

I vote yes.. liked.. pinned.
β€˜Love it Greg.
β€˜Bravo!

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Russel James Mackie

When I first read one of your poems I didn’t like it very much, but years later I found that my taste has changed.Β 

you my dude have improved very well in my opinion, keep up the good work.

sincerely, RJM

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GREG TUCKER THE...

RJM
I appreciate you giving me another try.Β  We evolve as poets.Β  I strive to do that.
Thanks
Greg

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