Cancer progresses
Bad news, expensive news
Feel fine, not fine.
Drop a drug, start a new one.
$10,000 a month
Fucking yikes!
Easier just to die.
Sometimes you simply have to ask
What's the point?
Cancer progresses
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Phil, you've done a great job with this poem! It expresses the anger and frustration that we all feel towards cancer. I'm struggling now because I have a friend who is in palliative care due to cancer. But she's a fighter! And a winner! If you'd like to get a little more insight into her and her attitude, I invite you to read my poem, Karen On Her Mind. I have a feeling that it may help you a little. Take care.
Thanks for your comment Richard....much appreciated.