NOVEMBER ’57 – MARCH ’80
She has a cancer in her brain,
And it’s driving her insane
Slowly, day by day, by day by day, by day by day... she says…
She tells me that she’s dying:
She has this cancer in her mind
Which her doctors cannot find…
She has no eyes, no tears to weep:
Her cancers run too deep-
She’s so tired, she cannot sleep…
She told me she was dying:
She had this cancer in her mind
That her doctors could not find…
