Charles Hice (May 13 2004 / Heaven)
Everyone makes jokes at partees and laughs
And smokes and drinks, there are the mind controllers
And the power freaks, but not many ex-Marines.
They just do not seem to need the glitter and glitch
Of partee life eye have never used a wheelchair am not sorry about that am glad that eye can have my walk if not my run
An old man does not top a bluff and run willy nilly down a bluff but stops
And finds a path to just walk down the hill
Today eye feel
the pain of wheelchair bound and wonder at his plight.
Was he a marine ruined in a fight or just some strang desease that keeps him sitting there please GOD eye make this prayer
Please help the wheelchair bound and lift him up.
Mye empathetic prayer is Thank you
For my walk.
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