quadraplegic

Requiem For A Casualty

 

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One rainy day I peered into the window of your soul,

The shattered pieces of your life, like a shroud to fill the hole,

A roomful of confusion, was the story left behind,

A teardrop dons a cheek or two, life's end can be unkind,

This solemn stage is deafening as soldiers come to call,

The pinned lapels are like trophied shelves adorning a blackened wall,

And as I toss the single rose atop the earthen mound,

I toss my sun... My moon... My stars...

My life, into .the ground.

 

 

2012 ©

 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

like a car in the junkyard. i get embarassed at times. human life costs...money.

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