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    “Oh Sweet Angel”

    Oh, sweet angel Raphael
    I’m reachin’ out to you now!
    I hear you’re the healin’ angel
    So reach me down here somehow!

    Oh sweet Raphael, Raphael
    angel who heals all infirmity;
    I’m on my knees in the rain-
    for you can make the blind man see.

    The doctor’s givin’ me about a year
    as I stretch my arms up towards the sky;
    This cancer’s got me in a terrible fear
    and all these drugs just make me cry.

    bein’ tired all day- can’t get outta bed.
    Are these prayers fadin’ into the clouds?
    Jesus gave you the gift to keep death at bay
    but my bones are on fire and i’m screamin’ aloud!

    Raphael! find me here
    this rain is fallin hard
    too hard to bear!

    I’m tired of all these drugs
    that kill my body and spirit too,
    My will to live is flickerin’-
    ain’t no day the sky stays blue.

    On my knees, I’m on my knees
    for you, oh Raphael-
    Jesus ain’t lied to me yet
    So I know you can make me well.

    So, I cry out for mercy!
    as the rain drenches these tired clothes-
    I’m burnin’ to live and to love again!
    Raphael! stop the rain and do, and do, do what you know……

The first thing I think of

are High School football games,

smothered by the silence

of falling leaves.

September is the heart of youth,

no frailty or disease.

I’d put September in my heart

and carry it around until I die.

The colors of my heart would change,

until I drop to the earth with a sigh.

September, oh September-

the way your light leans;

helps me see beauty

I couldn’t see, or so it seems.

on a September night,

makes me long for something-

a woman’s touch, something right.

I’m sitting across

from my dear sweet mother

in an apartment I live with

many another.

The blood tests showed

a steady rise in cancer

for the past three months,

and the doc had no answer.

So a cat scan was ordered

and I prepared for the worst-

lotsa tears and muted rage;

the anger came in bursts.

It was the longest night,

the one after the scan-

seeing visions of love undone

and the end of me as I am.

In a hotel room,

just me and my mom,

waiting to hear the next day

exactly what was wrong.

was around two pm

when i picked up the phone

and called the doc

(I was all alone.)

She said the scan was stable

and showed no cancer growth-

I didn’t find myself able

to hear what she spoke.

I had prepared for the worst-

and this is how I did it-

I let go of the bad things in life

and here they are: i’ll admit it…..

a goodbye to loneliness

wouldn’t be so bad,

and ‘see ya’ to cancer to.

Take care, miss rejection

I never ever liked you!

I’m still sittin’ here

with my mom

on a couch in the livingroom.

I’m not sure while I’m still around,

but, in no small part to her love,

maybe i’m not goin’ anywhere to soon.