I heard from one of my good friends last night,

I knew by his voice something wasn’t quite right;

It sounded a lot like he was saying goodbye,

He even broke down and started to cry;

He told me he was sorry for the things left unsaid,

What he was saying scared me and filled me with dread;

He told me a tumor was nestled in his brain,

I could tell he was nervous, his voice had a strain;

“I go in tomorrow to have it removed”,

“The procedure is risky but the times have improved”;

“Ten years ago they would’ve just left it there”,

Silently I’m thinking this is just so unfair;

At 23 years he’s too young to die,

When I got off the phone, I sat down and cried;

I couldn’t sleep when I went to bed last night,

Worried and hoping it turns out alright;

Now I sit here praying to God up above,

To save my dear friend, that I cherish and love…