The divine mother stumbles
Cancer wrapped around her heart
There is no fear here
The eyes of gods kept
Infect fingers pry open the clearest cages
Sickness has been made
Father and sons, stoic fire
Sister's tears protect
There is no fear here
The eyes of gods kept
Measures have been taken
Wipe clean my face, rip clean my heart
Death must seem so distant
That reach has not reached me
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