Does God know me
The way that I know him
Is he in my heart
Or only in my head

When I work for him
Is that all it is
Proclaim his name
With a Judas kiss

In all I do
In all I seek
Is it for his sake
Or my glory

Do I raise my hands
Do I shout out loud
Do you see what for God
I am doing now

When I get to Heaven
Will I be upset
When no banner's raised
For my accomplishments

what are the colors of your dreams
are they bright, are they bold
beyond colorful
of anything you've ever seen

what is the length of the night
as you lay down your head
what is the measurement
that you find that you go by

what is the first thing that you see
when you open your eyes
is it the length of the night
in mid-flight of your colorful dreams

I do not like the sound
of what I just found out
After all the aftershock
might just take me down
It's hard to whisper CANCER
when CANCER screams out loud
A sucker punch in the gut
to knock the breath right out

Leaving in the questioning
of how much time is left
Also in the wondering
of how you measure it
What is the first to give out
the body or courage
And is there a way that I can change
from out of this death mask

Pull the covers tighter
the days are growing cold
Feel free my love to tidy up
sweeping hair from off the floor
This isn't at all how
life was to unfold
Never thought being this young
would make me feel so old

I wish you could take this from me
and toss it in the trash
Digging deep at this disease
until there's nothing left
I don't know who to quote
but I'm sure someone has said
It's hard to whisper CANCER
with CANCER screaming in your head

What are words but simple building blocks
But those simple blocks are used here to create beautiful works of art
Beautiful poetry is an art form often misunderstood
But for some (us) an expression of freedom
The freedom to open our minds and pen what we see