I loved writing in my younger days, but due to an injury, I now suffer from epilepsy, so some of my poems are about this brain disorder and the public's indifference to it and the pain this indifference inflicts on those of us who suffer with seizures.
Yesterday I was thinking about tomorrow,
and now tomorrow is today.
Today I need to save time to make time
'cause I don't have time to waste time.
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Is anyone of a sound mind,
just how is it defined?
One's thoughts may be kind
or wicked, like a demon's mind,
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For months we have planned
a joyous, festive day,
and to the family's dismay
he did not understand.
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