Cell division

A poem written about cancer - from it's tiny beginnings to the end. 

During cell division
Something has arisen
That isn’t right.
The two hit hypothesis
Then loss of apoptosis
What a plight.

Mutation or deletion
Resulting in completion
Of cancer cells.
Tumour always growing
Never ever slowing
Creating hell.

Unrelenting, pervasive,
Feral and evasive,
Without a heart.
Makes a solemn vow
To stay forever now
“Til death do us part”

Rachel McCoubrie 2003

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