Enough of this regular torture
Of chemo-therapy for my mother!
Will some scientist ever find
A miraculous chemical,
Which when injected into her
Will rejuvenate all her systems,
Iron out those untimely wrinkles,
Make her skin cheese-smooth,
Her yellowed teeth sparkling white,
Her lungs strong again
To breath without gasping,
Grow lustrous auburn hair again
On her now bald head,
And most importantly,
From that scarred and shriveled skin
Make her right breast become again
Full, firm and luscious,
So that I may rest my head on it
To feel her divine warmth again,
And weep thankful tears of joy!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
enjoyed your poem, very original..though the poem has been written on a sad theme...