James Papastamos

Rookie (December 13th,2009 / Toronto, Canada)

Skyline - Poem by James Papastamos

Cancer mystifies…if not, it
Disfigures the rising sun
Its walls as overbearing as bare
Deflect what dying glimmers of fun

Cancer is a dropp of rain, as
Arid and rambunctious as
Tempests on a saucy, summer day
For cancer is homeless and hopeful
Always in search of prey

Cancer raps at Heaven’s gate
To omen the arrival of such Godless fate

Cancer is an urban ghetto
Its alleys infest, thereby infect
The richest of enclaves
And poorest of all her slaves

For cancer shapes both town and country
Silos and skylines the like
And stabs the blissful sky
But just don’t ask me why

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 16, 2008

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