A Meeting

I've got a silly meeting
with my spiteful cells
at UHW next week

You told me I should 
ask 'em for a divorce or sumfin,
but I'm not that angry with them
I'm for a civilized chat
with my tiny enemies

I'll look into their eyes 
with forgiveness 
and 
understanding
After all,
it must be hard for them
to feel 
so unwelcome and unwanted

I'll listen to their tale
of unrequited love, 
just like I do 
when I pay attention 
to every word 
uttered by the elderly lady
no one wants to hear from

I'll admire the enormity 
of their strength and fight 
crushing my lungs 
and leaving me speechless

I'll accept them and hug them
I'll be kind

              Just to balance out the whiteness outside...