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Cancer, watch out – cos we’re coming to get ya!

Dear Friends

I remember the day a good friend left a message on the answer phone at work, “Ring me!” I did and after the usual chatter he blurted it out, “I’ve got cancer…I wanted to tell you before you heard it on the grapevine.” Before I could open my mouth he said, “It’s inoperable, but I’m fine – I’m starting treatment tomorrow.” Well I spent the next ten minutes in a bit of a blur – empathising, sympathising – in shock. When he hung up I couldn’t believe what he’d told me and as I told another friend, I had to question myself have I made a terrible mistake?

I remember one of our ‘lunches’. I’d not seen him for weeks, he’d been unwell after the chemo – not able to keep his food down, not taking visitors, and boy did he look thin. Of course I didn’t tell him that – instead I said a little white lie, “You’re looking well – how are you feeling? How’s the treatment going?” – I could picture the ward – the lovely caring nurses the bright colours the sunlight – I’d spent an hour or so with him, during his previous treatment, as the drip flooded his system with chemicals to fight the cancer – but the side effects weakened him. I remember smiling sweetly at the others on the ward – gripping their partner’s hands while the wonderful nurses replenished the clear bags of the wonder drug. I wanted to say something, but instead I could only smile – they smiled back. He arrived at the cafe, for lunch, with a new hat – he didn’t wear hats, but this one was quite stylish – covered his embarrassment; he quickly made excuses, hiding the truth – but we both knew…He interrupted before I could ask, “And how are you, how’s work?” He said totally selfless, a shadow of his former self. The waitress delivered a tray; two pints of our usual – ‘Peroni’. He snapped, quite out of character, “Can’t stand the taste anymore…Sorry mate, you’ll have to drink mine – can I have a coffee please…” And that’s when I realised…

Sadly, I’ve now said goodbye to my buddy – he lost his battle with stomach cancer. He was so brave, fought it to the bitter end – never made a fuss.

I’ve been inspired to write this rhyme – pass it on to your friends and family hopefully it may help to further raise awareness and remember; Cancer, watch out – cos we’re coming to get ya!

Cancer, watch out – cos we’re coming to get ya!

We ain’t afraid to say ya name

Cansa

And certainly not hold our heads in shame

Cansa

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Cos we’re one step ahead of ya

Better watch out cos we’re coming to get ya

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We know how you start

A simple mark

A lump or a bump

Can take hold in a spark

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You try to demean so very mean

We know ya wanna friend

But ya just so pretend

And we’re gunna rock ya

Take a trip to the docta

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But through fear or dread

Hear what they say

And never delay

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A friend a colleague a child or a spouse

All God’s animals including a mouse

Age, gender or race holds no bounds

Cos Cansa’s doing the rounds

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Whether you’re a dancer

Whether you’re a chancer

Cansa’s without loyalty

Can even strike Royalty

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But through fear or dread

Hear what they say

And never delay

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Whatever Cansa send

Gunna fight to the bitter end

Treatment loss of hair

Others may stare

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But you’re not gunna shake us

And certainly not break us

For one day be sure

A prevention or cure!

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But through fear or dread

Hear what they say

And never delay

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We know someone who’s tried

Someone who’s died

So gather your friends

Against whatever it sends

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Cos it’d better watch out

As we scream and shout

For we’re so sure

We’ll find your cure!!!

Written from the heart

© SR Clarke X

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