New poem with some backstory, basically, one of the families at my school on of the families at my school has a son who is barely 6 months old, but is already going through spinal cancer. He is much better than he was about a month ago, but the cancer and tumor are still there.
Kanker Sores
A child's cry is heard through the stillness,
A cry of pain, a stinging, unimaginable pain,
Still only just born, but already feeling the merciless,
Unbearable feeling of pain.
The doctors sadly tell the parents
Why their child feels so much pain,
And they hear the doctor lament
To say that cancer is why there's so much pain.
They shed tears as the doctor attempts to comfort,
Saying that if all goes well, the pain
Will go away, and at first it'll hurt,
But soon after, it will treat the pain.
The parents say a quick prayer to One above,
Seeing their child in such pain,
Praying for the little boy they love,
They hope the treatment will heal the pain.
The baby boy's body is healing,
No longer feeling such terrible pain.
But still it persists, but for now receding,
And everyone hopes he'll no longer feel this pain.