A Day At The V.A. Poem by chas garcia

A Day At The V.A.



Today I saw a cripple leaning over his food and tray
Trying to manipulate a simple movement in dismay,
his back arched, can hardly walk, can only see his shoes.
His spine is gone, not to know how long or when or from,
never the less not there.
I could not see his eyes, he seem to accept the best he can,
this my recollection of the visit of this man.
at the Veterans Affairs, I feel so sorry for this man
as doing the best he can.
2003

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written by Charles Garcia 2003
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chas garcia

Honolulu, Hawaii
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