Diagnosis
go to the doctor to see whats wrong
little did i know that i'd be saying so long
to body parts i thought that i might like to maintain
whats my loss turned into cancers great gain
the doc say's your prostate is a real wreck
it's riddled with cancer and oh what the heck
you could have it radiated or totally removed
better decide now before you lose your groove
so i cried a little bit then i said quite clear
cut the bastard out of me before it queers
so the doc sat back and said away we go
and scheduled me for surgery before it snows
but the horror of it all is that i will be cut
and filled with drainage tubes till i heal up
with a catheter draining into a attached bag
i'll be peeing all day wearing diapers gone bad
oh well i guess it could have a whole lot worse
i could have had it spread to every where like a curse
and doomed to die of a malignancy well played
i guess that if it's cancer better than dorian gray
poem by Talile Ali
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