A Day at the Veterans Hospital
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 or when,
I could not see his eyes,
He seem to accept life the best he can. not to complain.
This is my thoughts at the veterans Administration this day
I feel so sorry for this man.
Copyright ©2006 Charles Garcia
Charles Garcia
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