A voice of truth, of reason,
speaks out with splendid clarity,
dismissed by raised newspapers and turned heads.
Indifferent to his words his truth.
...
My grandma, before she was dead.
Naught wrong with world, it's people in it.
I think you could say, it's the same today,
As it was of yesterdays.
...
I saw her from a distance.
Body swollen and slouched, she sat motionless,
Sad
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She 85 years young
With a mind of her own,
and a will of steel that's for sure.
Not afraid to speak out,
...
When you look at me the way you do,
you are the sunshine in my cloud.
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My world seems much smaller now.
Lonelier, more hostile.
I feel imprisioned in my body.
Trapped, restricted, by my aching limbs,
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Naïve and fresh faced,
sons and lovers,
husbands brothers,
young and brave.
...
Reflecting on a love one may never know.
I am saddened, that- in its entirety it lays, unexplored.
As dense and as beautiful as a hidden rain forest,
Lush and green,
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