Will to Live
It 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.
Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades
Vote for this poem