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Everybody on this earth
Has some situation
This that I endure
Is my complication

Although there are times
It can seem so unforgiving
It will never be a reason
For me to stop living

With the faith of friends and family
I hold on to hope
I'll continue with my life
As I endure and cope

And through my endurance
I have gained strength
To stand the test of time
No matter the length

Until the end of time
To all, I will show love
Hate, self-pity, jealousy
All these, I'll rise above

It might be an obstacle
But it's not a barrier
There's hope, strength and love
Of all these, I am a carrier

Some might call this a curse
I call it my drive
To rise to the world's challenges
And remain alive

my little no belgium..
I love you tender and sarcastic's..
you the present of my pastry..
let me escape you a message of foliage.
none,knows the direction of clouds,
skies are horizonless and flemish..
in a piece of hankerchief ,
you bable three misunderstandings,
and paris the mucker,only its grandeur..
my little no belgium ,
because so easy-cosy..
I climb up your montains of humility,
laughing your sleepersking..
in memoriam..
a winter sleepy day debarking at dawn,
my poor shanty handluggage along,
eternal migrant...all ways..
agressed by a suggestive smell of beer and factories..
a perfume of chichas and chaotic roadworks..
I found a reasonable mad house for daily inspiration..
my jolly no belgium,
national shower day every years'topic..
sellout governance,
man keen spirit..
poets go to no belgium..

In-person meetings suspended
Conference rooms closed to use
By keeping a 6-foot distance
everyone stays apart—not aloof.

Blues, folk, rock concerts rescheduled
Museums closed to showing art
Theatre not performed on stages
Citizens asked to do their part.

Flattening-the-curve approach required
But when our leaders fail to lead
people are driven to poor decisions
and takers feed upon their greed.

Shelves in stores stripped to empty
Essentials horded, stock-piled away
Preparing for the worst to come
Hoping to be spared anew each day.

Public schools closed until April
Red Sox Opening Day postponed
Weighing decisions to self-isolate
with every day to be spent alone.

Boston Marathon moved to September
Walk for Hunger canceled complete
Needs in air still hover, linger though
movement ceased beneath our feet.

With tents as makeshift hospital wards
first-come-first-served policy goes out the door
Triage decisions necessary to be made
disproportionally impact the poor.

Forego cavalier, casual attitudes
Avoid need for imminent, acute care
There are vulnerable people everywhere
Covid-19 travels through touch and air.

Individual freedom temporarily bartered
to provide better protection for everyone
Embrace physical-distancing as one way
war against this pandemic can be won.

© 2020-03-14

I

Lonely roads I travel
Finding way back home
Seem I've been gone forever
No-one knows my name
Memories of what I've been
Are lost in darkest times
Someone, somewhere knows something
I need to know my name

II

Glints of light, whispered words
Like shards in my brain
Jigsaw pieces of memory
So slowly trying to re-arrange
Sometimes I think I'm there
And some name is on my tongue
Other times blankness all around
Can't seem to get the whole picture

III

Today the sun seems extra bright
And a song is in my heart
I say good morning to one and all
Along these corridors I wander
Pack my bags, I want to go home
Tell everyone, I think I'm ready
Strange these looks they give to me
So full of grief and sadness

IV


Suddenly I'm wide awake
My bed is soaked with sweat
Tears are flooding down my face
And screams linger in night air
I remember who, I remember what
Oh God what have I done
My wife, my children all gone
Driving in a drunken state
How I wished I could go back
To the bliss I had just lost
Not remembering my life at all
Is better than this living hell

Alone with my Lymphoma my senses have grown,
A complete change of focus, some new seeds sown,
Mother Nature called out with magnetic support,
“Take note of my beauty and your ills I will sort”,
On a woodland walk in the country I went,
Saw a fox disappear as he picked up my scent,
Had it not been for that I may never have seen,
That beautiful rainbow through the bows so green.
I even enjoyed the mist on my face,
It put a shine on the foliage to enhance the place,
I can’t recall admiring scattered puddles before,
But these were shiny mirrors on the forest floor,
When I gaped inside to study the view,
I realised my life was turned upside down too,
Nature was helping much more than I thought,
Because of the awareness to my senses it brought,
Suddenly! the noise of a hawk in the air,
It swirled and swooped as I stood and stared,
I could only admire how he patrolled the skies,
While ultimately plotting some rodents demise,
From these simple studies I absorbed much relief,
Sights, scents, and sounds surpassing belief,
They kept me from pondering on things like my death,
When my thoughts should only have been my next breath,
Later the moon rose behind a thorny hedge,
As a trout in the river engulfed it’s final sedge,
Time to wander home now from this place that I yearn,
Tomorrow back to Nature and more lessons to learn.

Those who suffer the scars you cannot see

No one understands what lies inside

The pain and anguish felt with-in

How can we imagine those tortured scars

They control our minds and our lives as well

No one can heal these injuries we cannot see

Only love, time and understanding can mend the pain

and than and only than will we heal from with-in

WOW I can move my hands I can close open my eyes I can stand with my own two feet WOW I am still alive Thank You Thank You very much God you give me another that comes into my life. This is another...... a presents that comes to you God Thank You Thank You very very much I want to great my self again HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHOELACE ha ha ha ha

We grow old not from an old age
Not from the lived years.
We grow old for fatigue,
For offenses and from sins.

From melancholy and hopelessness,
From unfulfilled love,
From everyday hopelessness,
Daily vanity

From cares that are only multiplied
From problems that don't decide
We grow old before age
Because souls are dried up.

Hi a very very very special day to me I just wanna greet my self Happy Happy Happy Birthday Shoelace

Say Hi and Say Hello everybody its means am still alive