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If it ain’t 1 thing, it’s another, n’ another, n’ another...
So goes this haggard life
Abundantly over-rung the pain n’ strife
Momma done gone down, suffered to bare
Tumultuous weight, a cancer scare
Week run by, results are nil for now
Still operations’ removed, gall bladder afoul
Cousins decree, our generation...first
hospitalized neighbored near momma
likely they’re Sharin’ exact same nurse
Admitted for ‘mystery ailment’ of spine
Fear led her to escape, nowhere now
can staff nor family find...
Dear sweet niece, a true beauty to behold
A late night argument with beau fortold
Her mind distracted, night on street
hit n’ run... a driver sans heart reacted
By the God’s mercy, she’s still among
the living, a mass of meds, to combat
the injuries given...
As within my world there’s always more
Though ‘Pon reflection, for now I’d
best still my waters, rather than the
floods it bore...
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