The Lessening

A poem about a child losing the battle against cancer. This not my life. I got the idea by walking by an open ward door. In the instant I passed the door, I sensed bottomless anguish and despair.

 

Under my wing, I tried to save you

Like fine-spun gauze

My graceful pastel

I cannot stay your evanescence

Your silent cry

Your voice, flickering smoke

Transparency transcends

Your emaciated skin

Into inky dark veins

Stay my darling baby

Why do children die young?

Reviews

[Myenigma]

its fuken unfortunate that kids have to go through diseases like this one. I assure you their will be a cure very soon and without any secondary bullshit effects. All those people and thier families woun't be put through this torture ever again.

[exotic flotsam]

Thank you for reading my work. This is a sad tale I wish I did not know. I'm with you, onward to a viable cure. I appreciate your thoughts.

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