She died of that disease so long ago,
Taken from us too young it is a fact;
She is in a better spot we all know,
Escaped to an eternal golden tract.
Disease cares not for family concern,
Nor plays favorites with any loved one;
Good memories nor tender times discern,
To pick and choose beyond it’s powers sum.
Hereditary Cancer does push action:
We know our time on Earth is all too brief,
To grand goals and ambition does sanction
this scourge of humankind that brings such grief…
Run swift my relatives in your pursuits,
Before the funeral home dons our last suits.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- When Day Is Done by Rabindranath Tagore
- The Needle poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Sonnet CXLVII by William Shakespeare
- Epigram : To Leonora Singing At Rome (Translated From Milton) by William Cowper
- Nothing is Real by Rixa White
- On the Circuit by W. H. Auden
- At A Vacation Exercise In The Colledge, Part Latin, Part English. The Latin Speeches Ended, The English Thus Began poem – John Milton poems
- Олег Бундур – Шляпа
- The Detective by Sylvia Plath
- Petals poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Thorn by William Wordsworth
- In A Station Of The Metro poem – Ezra Pound poems
- The Declaration of London by Rudyard Kipling
- Second Poem by Peter Orlovsky
- Fragment
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
