^my mom n Morgan ringing the bell when she finished her chemo n radiation in may 2013.
You traded
19 more years
And refused to be taken victim
To your own bodies terrorism
Creating its own algorithm
And destroying your systems sacred tradition
Normal bodily mechanics became a contradiction.
Uncontrollably
Blinded by a spell
Your cells blindly mutated
Like a computer virus-
Infinitely copying –
The copy;
Until inevitably-
Crashing is the only salvation.
Against all odds-
The poison that literally- killed you
Had saved you.
Literally-
Signing your life away…
But that day
You were here to stay.
I know what you sacrificed for me….
A deal with the devil,
If I ever did see one.
Sure, fine as can be print, for ya!
“Cataracts.”
Is what was foretold-?
Please,
Sylvia brown
foresaw better than
But the clock ticks its last tick
And the Rider prepares
The contract:
“A life for life”
But; at what price?
Death came whispering once more
Courageously,
You marched toward the eye of the storm:
But if we had known,
If only only we had known…
The storm had only begun
If only we had seen the devil in the details
You wouldn’t have had to travel so many miles.
You traded your heavenly body-
A life of ecstasy
For a life of misery
And passed through so gracefully…
Surrounded by four walls-
You were never meant
To be confined by a physical world.
Angles are unhandled
Warriors of God
And have no bounds.
Time and space are limited
Compared to the ocean of heaven.
a picture I drew in rememberence of my mo.
