John F. McCullagh

A Light Before Dying (Dark Humor)

She had been through so much,
Still, the cancer had spread
Now six weeks into treatment
She's confined to her bed. 

My wife's been a smoker
since she turned sixteen.
Through the years we were married
and the years in between.

Now though she breathes
like a fish brought to shore.
her long term addiction
had her craving one more.

Who am I to judge her
or deny her last wish.
She is not getting better,
I've no heart to resist.

I gave her the smokes
she had long put away
I gave her the lighter
and sought out her ash tray.

A tremendous explosion ripped
through our first floor.
It indeed had proved fatal
her request for one more.

on purpose or accident
I can't judge her intent
in choosing to smoke
in her oxygen tent.
 

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Poem Edited: Monday, October 4, 2010

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  • Chinedu DikeChinedu Dike (9/26/2019 11:21:00 PM)

    A tragic tale told in eloquent finesse. Really an insightful rendition written with clarity of thought and mind. Thanks for sharing.

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  • Bernard SnyderBernard Snyder (4/2/2019 1:29:00 PM)

    Lol. Hope this isn't true. Sorry if it did. But oh so funny!

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  • Spock The VeganSpock The Vegan (5/11/2017 7:47:00 AM)

    Sad, if true. I've known people who died of smoking related illnesses. But who am I to judge emotions. Nice rhymes!

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  • Elisabeth WingleElisabeth Wingle (10/20/2015 11:47:00 AM)

    This is a very humorous

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