The Sunshine Factor

where sunshine is a way of life

NaPoWriMo Poem #2

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The place – the horrid, horrid place

where no light ever comes

and everything is buzzing around or lost


This place resides within him,

this drug addict of old

What is this wasteland?

It is in his brain

the place where death and life are congruent


A map was never forged for this wasteland

and indeed, it was never wanted

but addiction made it impossible

to make good choices that used to be there


Nothing attainable anymore

No dreams, plans, wishes

or even Love

Wastelands generally don’t allow visitors

even if someone did want to visit


Barren, ancient, brittle

no longer can meet in the middle

Burned eggs stuffed in crevices

make up this former brain

All synapses are shot

Receptors don’t know that they are supposed to receive


It is possible

for a person to live when his brain is dead

but what kind of life can it be for him?

I wish I could give some hope,

understanding that he could feel

and the knowledge that actually,

yes indeed, God still cares


Author: Debb Stanton

I am an optimistic, positive person who is a seven year cancer survivor. Since that time I have learned that getting a cancer diagnosis does not always mean an automatic death sentence. I like to share my hope with others and continue to encourage them - no matter who they are or what they need encouragement for. I write poems, prayers, articles, and stories. Recently the premiere issue of my online magazine, launched. Thank you for visiting!

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