Wounded Villian

I have been feeling pretty yucky for the past week, but I am now coming around and doing well.  I have severe insomnia and nothing seems to be helping that.  Good news is I am going to spend some time with my family this week.  We are due for some rest, recuperation, and fun.  I will probably not be posting this week.  I am going to try to relieve some stress and also try not to think about having cancer.  I will leave you with a poem I wrote just 4 days before having my double mastectomy.  Have a great Memorial Day and thank you to all the veterans out there for the many sacrifices made past, present, and future. 




  Wounded Villain

Dark and deceptive he lurks in hiding

Waiting to make his move

He is the villain who haunts our sisters and mothers

Stealing from our daughters and friends

The victims of this dangerous criminal

Are bound together by strength and hope

They are all shapes and sizes, young and old

They are beautiful in and out

The wounds of his deceptions know no bounds

From broken hearts to balding heads

Scars in places unseen

He does not discriminate

He sees the pink ribbons everywhere

He fears he will be caught

For the power of pink is a stronger force

Bearing down with all its might

For our sisters, daughters, mothers, and friends

The fight has just begun

Their desire to eliminate the predator and take him down

Has joined them together by the love for the ones that fell

Her name is Survivor and she is so very strong

She is the one he couldn’t destroy

She speaks the words “we will find the cure!”

He shutters as he knows his days numbered

They call him Breast Cancer, he is weak and alone

He is losing his strength everyday

For the power of pink is too strong to endure

With the armor of Faith, Hope, and Love

Penny Nichols Navid

3/15/2010