Poetry

It hurts to feel

When you have a dream

A very funny dream

That is bigger than your thoughts

Than what you can take on

When illusion rises

You feel to take the world by storms

Then limitation stands in your way.


If only she could, she would

She would find a way to defy

What is appeared to be

The scourge of our time

The irrational thing

The forbidden flea

That literally sucks life

And supplies darkness in return


If only she could, she would

She would destroy by rage

This funny pioneer wants to be

The gloom and doom insect

With the ultimate intention

To destroy man kind

With no exception


Nonetheless, she is so very heartbroken

When realize this demon is at its will power

Nobody has yet to come close to its match

In fact she finds it to be so very difficult

To even finding words of motivation

To alleviate its victims' souls

Knowing half of the time

It's just...


But when she looks on the bright side

She takes a very deep breath

Hopeful breath!

Knowing, that we are human, the biggest species among all!

The celestial gift given to us

We will not be defeated by cancer

The dubious insect

The supreme victory is to us!


© 2011 by _Patricia Etienne

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