Marilyn

The Devil Is A Liar The demons tell her that she is washed out, her time has been spent, trampling her underfoot (it's witchcraft) as if she were nothing more than a roach, but still she stands in silence with an unashamed smile on her face. They cannot understand where she gets the nerves, from whence is this coming from, still the demons try to break her down, using all their verve to discredit her from the human race. Her only response to them is a nod and a smile. When all their energy is wasted in trying to kill her softly, she continues to go the extra mile. How does she manage to still put a smile on her face? The demons desire to snuff her life, but a higher force moves behind her speaking life everyday. ************ This poem was written for all survivors of cancer and other dreaded, life-threatening diseases.