You call it a rainbow I'll call it a death storm

You talk in perfect flow as tho timed to a metrodome,
Like your speaking of a gentle summer  flower.
Your eyes as calm as thought they where watching the
ocean flow in tide.
Your face showing no alrarm looking as though your
talking about weather.

But your not!! your talking about Cancer,
Life.
Death.
Pain.

You shoe away any fears as though they are fruit flys 
buzzing around you trying to get to your watermelon.

Everything will be fine and end in sunset. After all
after the rain falls and the sun appears it leaves a
rainbow doesn't it?

What about well the rain is falling?
Does it not cuase damage?
Is there not thunder and  lighting?
People hidding in fear from a  the storm?
Water damage to be worried about?

But why worry ? after all is just life and death.
its all just like a rainstorm with a rainbow at then 
end