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Death came to call The finality of it all All one can do Is smile too As we age The face of Cancer rage It came to call again Mild skin cancer still scary It let you know who is in charge When you’re living your life out large Pulled out on the main stage Taking stock of the end of life gauge Still medical achievements see your way clear When margins are clean Cancer no longer near Every day, a blessing to live out loud To appreciate walking talking using your hands Just when you get comfortable in your new life Cancer comes to call husband CT scan speculating where it will land Is it like an iceberg 90% underneath? When you sense urgency in the oncologist Seeking second opinion with the proctologist Checking your lungs with the pulmonologist The second surgeon endocrinologist It’s rather like the other shoe dropping Nothing you can do or say for stopping Body shaking heartbreaking And that’s all she wrote Cancer again in my husband’s throat Doctor asks is there a parent you can call One by one Cancer took them all
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Jan 8
Jan 8, 2026 at 11:51 AM UTC
Through the years, Cancer fears
Death came to call The finality of it all All one can do Is smile too As we age The face of Cancer rage It came to call again Mild skin cancer still scary It let you know who is in charge When you’re living your life out large Pulled out on the main stage Taking stock of the end of life gauge Still medical achievements see your way clear When margins are clean Cancer no longer near Every day, a blessing to live out loud To appreciate walking talking using your hands Just when you get comfortable in your new life Cancer comes to call husband CT scan speculating where it will land Is it like an iceberg 90% underneath? When you sense urgency in the oncologist Seeking second opinion with the proctologist Checking your lungs with the pulmonologist The second surgeon endocrinologist It’s rather like the other shoe dropping Nothing you can do or say for stopping Body shaking heartbreaking And that’s all she wrote Cancer again in my husband’s throat Doctor asks is there a parent you can call One by one Cancer took them all
Written December 2025 surgery date January 21, 2026 mouth, cancer, squamous this is his third reoccurrence of this type of cancer. He used to smoke a pack a day he stop smoking for six years. Smokerz. This is your cautionary tale. Trust me this is Hell stop smoking please
cj-sutherland
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Jan 8
Jan 8, 2026 at 11:51 AM UTC
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