A Poem - for Mother's Day

A Poem By B.L.

Mom’s religion is more important than me She’d rather die than be Treated for cancer with medical care She puts her life in the hands of prayer She’d rather die than change her mind I stand by to watch and find Her suffering in pain more every day Slowly failing and wasting away Less I can say and more that I can’t Ignoring the room’s elephant It’s hard to explain to you Why her health is such taboo Here I am, my mom is dead Questions unanswered and things left unsaid Feeling abandoned and betrayed Wishing I meant more and my mom had stayed

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