Nightmare between life and death With nothing to do he shuffled around his room For the house was out of bounds to him On most of the days Not that he was banned Just couldn’t gather the strength And waltz everywhere like before Looking down Could see a catheter emerge out from his pyjamas Where … Read more
That’s all there is to it I could be hiking in the woods Climbing mountains A couple of decades from now Could be in a wheelchair In crumpled shorts Catheter emerging out Ending in a bag Or a cranky and miserable old man With creaking joints and groaning aches Shuffling around the room Falling half … Read more
Old Man in his Field There’s such a pain In the back and legs In his field and the heat When he works all day An avalanche small Has laid to waste Land to be tilled Sowed before the rains Old and frail in his eighties He sternly guides The excavators working To clear every … Read more