Anthony Martello

Rookie (6-28-91 / Pittsburgh, Pa)

8 Weeks - Poem by Anthony Martello

8 weeks to live
8 weeks to die
8 weeks is all they had
8 weeks to do the things they never did
8 weeks of fighting
8 weeks of trying to fit everything in
8 weeks of pain, suffering, and confusion
8 weeks of faking a smile
8 weeks of repetition
8 weeks of knowing they were nearing the end
8 weeks of love from friends and family
8 weeks…the shortest/longest, most hurtful/helpful weeks of their lives
8 weeks later…knowing they’ll never be able to do the things they’ve always wanted to
8 weeks later…now realizing he’ll never see her walk, at graduation nor down the aisle
8 weeks later…close friends and family now in shambles
8 weeks later…close friends and family never closer
8 weeks later…here we are

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  • Rookie Maddy Adams (11/5/2008 2:34:00 PM)

    This fantastic. So many emotions... You are so good at making me feel, with full blow, what the narrator is feeling in the poem. I know how it is when someone dies of cancer, which is what it sound like this man is dying from in the poem. Stay strong (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, March 11, 2011

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