the cool air
from the fan
fought the
heat of
death's moment

his chest
would rise
no more
as cancer
had won

just 6 months
prior,
so full
of life and
excitement

withered away,
unrecognizable,
in 6 short
months
his life
was done

no more boat...
no more
fishing gear

no more living
in death's
shadow...
no more fear

6 months of
tortured
existence...

gone like
his life are the
6 months of
what ifs?

and,
just like that
life's paradise
can end

a death sentence
is not something
that paradise
can defend

the heat of
death's moment
will arrive
for all of
us too

just turn
the fan on
high and
drift away
in a sky
so blue.