An utterance fell upon her young mind
Was well beyond her sagacity to foresee
She was born with the cancer gene – was
never told to her adoptive parents.
This prediction or unpure conjecture ran
like a darkened thread through her
thoughts – plagued my lifelong friend
the same way her ‘father’ beat her.
She tried so hard to perpetuate faith
but gave up a long time ago when
so many so called friends turned their
backs on her – I never did.
The prophecy began to hammer her
harder and harder as she matured – the
chain of events in her life unraveled so
quickly she could never catch her breath.
The words told to her blanketed her innocence
and illustrated her life completely, well beyond
her teen years – she only had two colors to choose
from, one was black, the other gray.
Then, in her thirties, she developed breast cancer
Went into remission and then a short time ago
it once again reappeared and began to spread
Now she lies with life bleeding in her hands.
Ó 2009 R. Lance Sheridan