Be Gone Be Gone
Be Gone Be Gone By Diana Pierce
You stole my mother and others too.
You took my brother in his youth,
You always have the upper hand,
Making the battle’s unfair demands.
You wicked, heartless, chronic you,
You wrecked our world, this just won’t do.
Don’t be alarmed when some you lose,
Prayers and answers are coming news.
I know this in my heart to say,
Someday you will just go away.
Teams of experts armed with love,
Take their orders from up above.
No more will you return to kill.
No more will you have your fill.
No more aunts and uncles taken.
No more children sick or aching,
Go away you aren’t welcome here.
Leave us here with no more fears.
We only want to undo the wrong,
So go away be gone be gone.
The fight is on to get rid of you,
Someday soon you will be too.
CANCER! You get right out of here,
We’re tired of you bringing tears.