NO MORE

    NO MORE                 TIM WILLIAMS                 JAN. 2015

SO HERE I AM FOR THE LAST TIME
DANCING TO YOUR SWALLOWED TUNE
NO MORE AFTER TODAY'S PRESCRIPTIVE ORDERS
WILL I  NEED TO PRICK MY EARS TO LISTEN TO YOU,
TO OBEY THESE STRICT ETCHED IN STONE COMMANDMENTS

NO MORE , " HAVE YOUR BLOODS TAKEN BY TEN ",
SIT IN THE WAITING ROOM FOR THE ALL IMPORTANT RESULT,
WILL I BE OK TODAY ?, ARE MY BLOOD CELLS RIGHT ?,
ARE MY VIENS BIG ENOUGH TO RECIEVE THE TEST NEEDLE ?,
EVERY STEP SOMETHING ELSE TO GO AWRY, ANOTHER HURDLE, .....JUMPED

THEN WHEN ALL THE OBSTACLES ARE OVERCOME
YOU REALISE THAT ALL THAT YOU HAVE ACHIEVED IS
THE CHANCE TO TAKE A CONCOCTION OF PILLS THAT WILL
MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE SHIT FOR OVER A WEEK OR MORE
BUT WILL KILL THE CELLS OF CANCER TRYING TO MULTIPLY

SO HERE I AM FOR THE FINAL TIME
DANCING TO YOUR SWALLOWED TUNE
NO MORE THE DRIP DRIP SOUND OF CHEMO
THE END OF DRASTIC ACTION ADMINISTERED IN THE FIELD
FOR NOW THE GAME CONCLUDES AND I STILL STAND BEFORE YOU

SO THANKS, GOODNIGHT, NOS DA, TA TA AND FUCK YOU CANCER