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My Craven Shadow
written by: Victoria
Category: Faith
A mass of uncertainty
indiscriminately attached its self to me.
A sinister realm of darkness hovers,
my craven shadow cowardly vanishes.
I am scared, afraid, I fear!
A growing sense of fright.
Am I sick? Am I dying?
Too scared to go, too scared to know.
Don't wait too long, don't be a fool.
A lump is not a friend to you.
It grows and grows till it bursts,
spilling out cells that kills twice as worse.
Be cautious, be smart, go to a doctor today.
I will, I will, soon as I can
But work is heavy, I have to feed my clan.
I pray I pray, God make it go away.
Then I felt something reach into my leg,
A vibration, a polarization, into my flesh.
I felt it, YES, a radiant sensation!
I woke the next morning, it was smaller then before
but now I see a black clot in another location
Oh my god it’s a revelation
No more procrastination
Go and seek an explanation!
Go, go, go right away!
Doctor, Doctor look it this.
Why is this happening? What is this here?
A lump, a cyst?
Hey look over here, a black bloody spot?
Is that cancer? Is it rot?
Calm down and let's see
Look at that, I see why you're scared.
A lump on your shin, and it's flared
Did you bump it? Did you bang it?
No I can't recall bumping or banging it at all.
I woke one morn and saw the little thing.
I thought real hard until my ears rang.
Things like this don't happen over night.
I understand your fright.
I'll send you right now for an x-ray,
But I'd like your blood drawn,
Tomorrow after dawn
Wait one week, then see if it shrinks
So I wait and I worry not liking this story
Each day goes by and all I do is cry.
A week has gone by, and there is still a bump
and now the doctor says he wants to core my lump.
I get stitches and wait one more week.
Each hour is a day, each day is a year.
This biopsy scares me, I'm filled with fear
Thursday my fate will be near
Pray Pray Pray all through out the day
Eyes filled with tears, flashes of my life year by year.
My body is tired from all that has transpired.
I have learned from this experience
Live each day as it was your last
Hold no one to the past
Nothing matters but Love
"I woke up on Thursday lump disappeared, and my doctor loses my biopsy results."
God works in mysterious ways!"
5 days later results arrive,
no evidence of cancer resides.
"A deep sense of calm preserved me I came out of the darkness unscathed and the sun shined upon me"
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