Breast Cancer Poem by Lilli Singh

Aunties very ill
Goes away
Has some tests
And is made to stay

Mum says she sick
She might not make it through
I don't know what's wrong with her
I have no freaking clue

Watching the TV
Sitting alone
Are her two kids
Wondering, if their mum is coming home

Friday night
Visiting hour
We bring chocolates
And a bunch of flowers

Aunties lying in the bed
She doesn't look alive
Now, even I'm not sure
If she's going to survive

Mum goes out
To buy some drinks
I get close to my auntie
She doesn't even blink

'What is happening to you? ' I say
'I demand to know an answer! '
She looks at me with eyes so sad and says
'I'm dying of breast cancer'