Mr. Stage Four
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IntrusionA Poem by Mr. Stage FourI think I hate the intrusion the most.The picking, prodding, sticking thingsinto arms. Ouch! Go away already.Take off your clothes. Put on yourclothes.. |
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Cancer Calls. A Week BeginsA Poem by Mr. Stage FourMonday comes. A week begins.Tuesday and the others follow.Doctor's visit. Scared man.Biopsy. It is bad. He resolveshimself to comply. Best toget it ov.. |
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Whispers The Heart, Oh JesusA Poem by Mr. Stage FourWhispers the heart, insisting and so soft,"Life goes on. Death is not dying."Faith, that is the message. Let Hiswill be done, however it works out.Fea.. |