BECAUSE I WILL GET SICK .....

By Philip Quirke



Sickness has entered your house

and begs to stay.

It will not leave

at your desire or command.

Though it feels

like a malignant stranger,

its hands are open

to receive your handshake.

When you befriend

your sickness,

you will go forward

together.

Peace will be broken

by pain, hurts and tears;

But there will be Peace.