Cancer and Poetry
by, 05-29-2012 at 11:24 AM (96 Views)
So I recently found out that my father has brain cancer. As anyone can imagine, it came as quite a shock. When my father was in surgery, we were told that there was a treatment that could save his life. Naturally, we jumped at the idea. A little while later, that treatment option was snatched away from us. I wrote this poem right after I heard the news:
A refusal of treatment
that would save your life
and for what?
What good would it do?
To be led on then let down.
The doctor who lies through his teeth
Spouts false hopes and encouragement.
A protocol, they say, has not been met,
and you must die.
Go away, go away, we cannot help you.
We will not give up, my love.
Though met with refusal,
We must carry on
and fight for your shrinking life.