And so I cried for the children,
For the visions that I saw…
Knowing how their lives were,
I have firmly closed the ‘oh woe is me door!'
I have to have another tumour removed,
And have lived with it on my mind,
In fact, when I had to cancel it,
Temporary peace is what I thought I'd find!
But nope, not so, it was a daft idea,
But the whiplash caused the delay!
So I phoned up the hospital to ask,
If the operation date was ok!
I needed to get it over with,
Cos it was really wrecking my head!
Not that I am at all afraid…
…That I'd end up dead!
But afraid of the procedure itself;
Its so dangerous I have to be awake!
Blimey oh reilly, what a shock!
I was really in a fearful state!
Then last night I saw a program,
About children whose lives are hell!
Brave little souls, it made me ashamed,
I so was angry at myself as well!!
So now I am no longer; ‘oh wowing me!'
For I have to admit it true!
If those poor children can deal with all that!
Than I can also deal with mine too!