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Discredit Where Discredit Is Due


fat and sappy
pageants of pity

so ironically,
in beseeching prayers

...for more, and more
researching cash!

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in reference to the pink ribbon cancer charity?
why do we still fall for the lies
that they are researching for a cure for cancer?
their are cures out there - Cannabis Oil for one!
ah! no profit in cures and healthy people
Big pHarma can't patent this cure
money - money - money
the wicked disturbing honey!

Great piece of writing!

I am a three time survivor of cancer - and yes, I'd not change a damn thing - not even the dark times!!!

"Death" is nonsense: what is there to die?
"Life"? How could " life" "die"? That is a contradiction
in terms. Can "light" become "darkness"?
"Light" can only cease to be apparent

Wei Wu Wei

thanks for the read and comment

religious overtones and hypocrisy are my main beefs here.
praying for cash for more research, and then when, and if, big pharma does come up with something, they would just thank their god, with nary a word about the researchers, scientists, and doctors that were intimately involved in developing the treatments.

why not just pray for god to stop giving them cancer in the first place...ironic."tells" of phonies

it's like taking two aspirin, and then praying for your headache to go away... when it does, OH! thank you lord for thy blessings!

it is annoying


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a friend must have known something was wrong with the prostate..
went into testicular....another brushing his teeth and coughed up
bright red blood....a brilliant sucessful tech...dead in seven months...

all never moaned about the blight.....nor a chum whose eighty percent
of his right portion of nose to the right middle cheek was removed..
a practical and hard man we viewed the snaps on his phone and the
decent patch job....he retained his eye and is so far in remission

another has blood transfusions monthly for a liver issue..

the profusion and commercial appelate of funding is very visible
and one never knows if there are cures or not....
my mom died....her bottles of essiac she had paid top dollar for
were handed to my father who was fighting skin cancer too..
he died with his boots on with a stroke still living at home
like mom was.....happy hard asses i called them...
depression...hard work...divorce....they ran the gauntlet
i saw my mom sick with the chemo..the only time she complained

losing weight....the once mighty dragon lady....

i still find it extremely hard...
i read up on cancer much much
an elder went in for what he thought
was eye cancer and at eighty they
removed the majority of the left
side of his skull and face
his grandchildren were terrified
of him....and refused to see him
he such..
given the choice before hand
he said he would have preferred
thank you very much to die with
the cancer as whole as could be
and enjoy his days....

i hate cancer....
there could be a cure
i find cannibis helps many
who were medicated with
synthetic benzoids
the original purity burns off
fast in narcotic for pain
and the synthetic although
is slower to metabolize
has greater detriments...

this poem is a great peom
about the hoopla of all this.
i like your short gritty works
very much

thank you

my beef here, as I said to lenny is hypocrisy.

bringing god into the equation annoys me. If he's in charge, why the need for more money?
he is obviously impotent in these (and all) matters.

thanks for taking the time and effort to respond
I very much appreciate your feedback


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for G_d!!!

Reminds me of a George Carlin rant about g_d/money.....

"Death" is nonsense: what is there to die?
"Life"? How could " life" "die"? That is a contradiction
in terms. Can "light" become "darkness"?
"Light" can only cease to be apparent

Wei Wu Wei

yes it does remind me of that ... but I swear I did not plagiarize !


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the criterion of man is such....a collection is made for the good
and the other cancer that equally spreads once catching
or appearing is the battle


Perfect, i could not find fault with this, the weight of it's honesty should carry it ever forward. Regards Roscoe..

Roscoe Llane,

Religion will rip your faith off, and return
for the mask of disbelief that's left.

i presume you possess the same sentiment.
Thank (fill-in- the-blank), you and others see this as I do. You are my reality checks!

thanks also for the literary critique


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