Today’s is my 600th blog post, believe it or not. I know why I keep postin’ on and it’s for one simple reason: the badass melahomies I’ve been privileged to meet during my extended stay at The Hotel Melanoma inspire me. You may bend, but you never break under the burden of battling an unrelenting beast of a cancer. And I hope my lyrical efforts provide a few moments of respite from your battles.
For all who refuse to be broken, here’s an ode to melanoma to the tune of Bonnie Raitt’s “I Will Not Be Broken”…
Tan was then and pale is now
I found my way black and fears abound
Pray you'll someday let me go
I told you once, I told you so
Take me down
You can hold me but you can't mold what's within
Pull me 'round
Push me to the limit, maybe I may bend
But I know where I'm not going
I will not be broken
I will not be broken
I will not be
Someone other than who I am
I will fight to make my stand
'Cause what is livin' if I can't live free
What is freedom if I can't be me
Take me down
You can hold me but you can't mold what's within
Pull me 'round
Push me to the limit, maybe I may bend
But I know where I'm not going
I will not be broken
I will not be broken
I won't let you near it
I will let my spirit fly
Fly high
Oh, take me down
Take me down
You can hold me but you can't mold what's within
Pull me 'round
Push me to the limit, maybe I may bend
But we both know I'm not going
I will not be broken I will not be broken
I will not be broken
I will not be, no no Black C
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