In the tender depths of womanhood's nest, Where life's sweet milk in quietude rests, Lies a tale of courage, both fierce and frail, In the whispered shadows, where fears prevail.
Breast cancer, a silent thief in the night, Steals hopes and dreams, dims the brightest light. Starting its journey within ducts unseen, Or lobules, where milk once flowed serene.
Men and women alike, its grasp may find, Though more often in feminine confines confined. Diverse in its forms, it wears many masks, DCIS, IDC, ILC - a daunting task.
From inherited genes, mutations may stem, BRCA1, BRCA2 - names like a hymn. Age advances, a silent adversary, While therapy and radiation linger, wary.
In the dance of hormones, a delicate play, Replacement therapy may lead astray. Radiation's touch, a double-edged blade, Yet in its beams, hopes for a future are laid.
Obesity's burden, alcohol's embrace, Fuel the fire of this relentless race. But in the face of fear, there's hope's embrace, Early detection, a guardian's grace.
Through mammograms' lens, a vigilant eye, And self-examinations, a warrior's cry. For in these actions, a lifeline may be found, A chance to heal, on solid ground.
Surgery's blade, a surgeon's steady hand, Chemotherapy's journey, a rugged land. Radiation's embrace, a burning sun, Yet through these trials, battles are won.
Hormones tailored, targeted therapies bloom, A tapestry of treatments in the healing room. A symphony of efforts, a chorus strong, To silence the whispers, to right the wrong.
So let us stand, in unity's embrace, In the fight against breast cancer's race. With knowledge as our shield, and love as our guide, Together, we'll conquer, with courage by our side.
