my mother's body

My mother's battle with cancer will never end. Doctors have given us an estimate of one more year of life.

my mother's body

is a ticking time clock

against god

her cancer

was given to her for a reason

or so she says

but i can not help to think

why her faith remains

when she is in so much pain

i dont have the heart to tell her

that god can't control her fate

or that i dont believe

god is amongst us

at all 

and though im not religious

nothing breaks me more

than her hope

her faith

slipping out of her hands

why is he doing this 

to me?

she says with tears in her eyes

i dont sleep at night

because i dont know what to say

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A very sad poem. I hate cancer. We lose too much to her. I felt the heavy sadness in the words. Thank you Cheyanna for sharing your words and thoughts. I will pray for her and burn some sage for her.
Coyote

[Cheyanna]

thank you!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Cheyanna.