May 18, 2012

 

 

Trotting back and forth, always on the move.

Life untangling in their head

Demons dancing

Voices shouting

Is my Father dead?

 

Going to and fro, causing much alarm

Don’t let them stray beyond those gates

They won’t return

They never do

The fuss that it creates

 

Rushing here and there, on a mindless mission

Searching for the great unknown

Decades lost

At such a cost

In their head, they’re all alone

 

Sitting never still, always on a journey

Into the past they dash

Frustration shows

And temper yells

As once again their memories crash

 

Going to their grave, so bravely, but not yet

Their bodies are strong indeed

It’s just their mind

How life’s unkind

Please help them God we plead

 

 

 

 

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