The Cancer within

Here's an interesting though I've been having...because every day I live this....I know I do because I watched the empire be built from a dream then get crushed only to emerge from the ashes like a phoenix.  It's so weird... What I am talking about is seeing someone reach for their dream only to have it crushed and then reemerge someone else's dream.  It happens all the time with businesses as well as relationships and down to the petty level of cars. It kind of reminds me of what my grandmother used to always tell us as kids "another man's junk is another man's treasure".  So that is really the essence I'm trying to capture in the following poem. 

Dreams that were once whispered, yes, barely spoken. Grew so big 'seemed preposterous it could be broken. A ship that was yet to voyage, was fated to only a few's knowledge. Tore apart from within- as a cancer to the anatomy. Hope came crashing down like fallen stars from the galaxy.  Cancer did spread, it broke it's victim.  Dreams for the ship- failure was the dictum.  As the ship began to sink the cancer did flee, running swiftly with money and glee. Board by board, plank by plank.  The ship was rebuilt to highest rank. The same crew, a new captain.  The same dream with a different caption.  Though the ship be now sea worthy, beware the lines that become blurry.  For from within, the cancer may spread and once again, leave this ship for dead.