Negative Growth - Benediction

Benign, the human form

Malignancy disease

Metastasis major cause

Migration of the beast

Tumour

Invasion

Into the strem

Disturbed balance of life

Trigger wound response

And await to die

Outright attack

Prognosis made

And the growth will spread

As cells break away

Blistering assault on pure

Gnawing into cells

Slow disease, yet so demure

Struggling you ail

Insidious disease

Evicts me from my life

Disfiguring, absurd

The inner parasite

Soul destroying, my skin crawls

Unseen, my body fights a war

Dig deep the healthy flesh

My miserable remnant

Ruined by this ruthless waste

Paying my penance

Reproduce so disorderly

Through bloodstream malignance flows

Detected early, a surgical cure

Perchance a growth in the bones

Blistering assault on pure

Gnawing into cells

Slow demise, and so demure

Listen, funeral bells