Tumour

Out damned spot, relentless growth
Untimely plucked, stunted life.
Dormant forests standing still
Decaying foliage, rotting clock
Invaded cells, conquered mind
Ruffled hair, shaven head
Stitched up skull and ripped out hearts
Unravelling seams- you slipped right through
Ashen, sallow, ghostly skin
Unmarred canvas, coloured grief
White washed walls, a woe filled tomb
Unripe seed, a grape-like feast
Your sunken eyes bathe in pain
They float in childlike hope
Beats enhanced, playing at pulse
You switched right off. Vacant escape.
You left your mark, abandoned brother
Action figures and games out grown
Tear stained words through blurry eyes
Saved professions and consolations
Angelic face, heaven bound
A halo crowns your head, your perfect brain
Nine years old, too many years young
Twice born and prematurely taken
Six years gone, still six feet under
I wonder how you’d be today..