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Will to LiveIt has been raining and stormy wind blowing my whole body is aching need to see my doctor, waiting. Weather is not changing mood couldn't go far as much as I could so difficult to go but I should the heavy downpour soaked my hood. Cobalt I undergo everyday Bracky is most painful every Tuesday Chemotherapy gives me nausea every Thursday but couldn't ask God why I suffer this way. Had I been blessed financially hospital confinement is an opportunity but only sigh gives room for self-pity for a cancer patient, rest is a luxury. Three months seem like ages lone companions were prayers and bible pages phone endlessly jingles for calls and text messages in most nights, departed loved ones, I see their images. Tears make endless stream of rivers endurance from nagging pain draw shivers heart bleeding, I swim in deep prayers the Divine mercy I beg for pain relievers. In solitude and silent suffering nobody hears my suppressed moaning but gratefulness I express every morning a blessing I'm still alive and breathing. Everyday I always utter to pray If moment comes for my last day I beseech the Lord for His hand to lay bless my soul and lead my family to find me. Strength is gradually draining me but a small voice inside says I'm not yet ready thereby amid physical struggles and difficulty I unceasingly implore for God's clemency. It could have just been so easy to surrender my life unconditionally but oh, my kids have no one but me should I give up, how could their future be? Hysterectomy I need to undergo if I won't make it is beyond me to know but faith and hope always guide me through preceding the prayers I endlessly do. Alas! In God's grace, I made it the Almighty bestowed me His greatest gift tears cascading to my lips tasted so sweet heart pounding fast in soulful rhythmic bliss. Thou mercy is mine my soul humbles back to shine the life I owe from Thou benign; Thy exponential blessings, divine. *Pinky* Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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