Poem -

Mrs. Mother Sickness

Mrs. Sickness doesn't ask if she may enter.
She doesn't ask what time or what day to come?.
No if, no buts, no maybe.
She is an unexpected relation either by genic or inheritance.
She fosters children and adults, she has no preferences of gender, sometimes she shows no signs and even creeps up in the darkest of times.
She builds a bound of her like's. She targets your weakness and vulnerabilities. Establishing a solid foundation, her visits sometimes turns into lifetime. She wants you, but needs your time to physically, emotionally relax your heart, and forcing your shoulder and comfort mode, while growing Within. She wants to slowly take over. She doesn't care if you're good, bad, rich or poor. She feels no remorse, she comes to take, not to ask. She has no need for your money or your fame.
Your body, your heart, and your mind. She is taking control of your train of thoughts to distract and paralyze your flight to fight. Her partnership is completed, penalties in effect. Survival Battle of an unpredictable fight.

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Tony Taylor

Wow OPAL!!....shining a light on cancer in this poetic light you've created here.....is powerfully original.....a VERY strong sense of timing and an empathy that rings loudly!!.....ALL STARS!!.....well conceived and BEAUTIFULLY delivered!!......and.....WELCOME to COSMO sweet poetess!!.....LOVE and ROCKETS!!......T xo ?✳✴☀?

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