Against All The Odds by Ian Lewis Copestick

Brit Grit, Ian Copestick, Poetry, Punk Noir Magazine

My father is already battling cancer.
On the way to the hospital for both
Radio and Chemotherapy the poor guy
Had a stroke. Having been there
Myself, I know how hard that can be.
Going to the hospital to see him
It struck me that every day the hospital’s
Full. It’s almost impossible  to
Find a parking space. That’s just one
Hospital in a medium sized city, and
There must be thousands and thousands
Of people either suffering ill health
Or suffering because their loved ones
Are suffering, and that’s just one hospital
Among hundreds, just in England alone.
England is a piss ant, tiny country.
Imagine that, all over the world.
Christ Almighty !
Why and how do we carry on, Keep
Going, against all the odds,
Knowing we’ll never win ?
I suppose it’s because it’s always
Somebody else. No, it will never
Happen to us.

Bio: Ian Lewis Copestick is a 47 year old writer from Stoke on Trent England.
Although he started writing poetry in 2001, he only started sending them out for publication 8 months ago. In this time he has had over 100 poems and 5 short stories published. He is featured in print anthologies by Alien Buddha Press and Horror Sleaze Trash. His first book Detritus Of The Drunken Night is OUT NOW, published by Cajun Mutt Press.