Since I last posted I received the results of my latest PET scan. As of right now, I am cancer free. I hope that any of you who may read this and are cancer patients or survivors can say the same. You are in my prayers. Here is my latest poem about the fight we have every day to live and defeat the beast.
Pay the Ferryman
A toll was demanded from the ferryman,
The price was already fixed.
Twice there and back again,
Across the river Styx.
He wanted the last cent that I had.
I would not pay him for
The trip to the Elysian fields
Where the beast was waiting on the shore.
I refused to surrender even one coin.
So he turned the boat around;
He carried me back
To the life I had found.
I am so glad I did not pay
To join that damned bloody beast from hell.
Never surrender to the ferryman,
Or give into the beast as well.