Cancer.

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I came
Undetected unannounced
Not even the C.I.A, K.G.B, MI6, and The C.D.C
Could pose a threat
I am not contagious
But I am malevolent
My victims whenever, wherever and forever
Are filled with holy dread
Upon my confirmation of our relationship
What they ain’t learnt yet
Is that I can be contained
Especially in the early stages of our partnership
Though you can try and flush me out with chemo and radio
You cannot eviscerate one of our kinds
From this new found haven, your body
And I promise to make you mourn to make you groan
My treat btw, LOL
Like they say, keep your friends close your enemies closer
I know I am your enemy
Only that I come as a gladiator in a suit
Don’t get it twisted; I know your foreign policy
That you don’t negotiate with terrorists like me
But here is something to reconsider
I am ready to give you some leverage
In some bodies I thrive in others I strive to survive
Ninety percent alcohol bodies, I thrive
Heavy bodies that hate exercise, I thrive
Bodies that like red meat, I thrive
So my dear as you know you are my only lover and friend
The only truce I can keep is if you stay the hell out of my business
Or else I will metastasize.

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