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Aug 2013
I probably might have said it,
Or maybe dream it
Seeing how years of anger has tarnish my self-image
My teenage age was happier, wild and care free
Now I see elderly  men and women
Lost within their minds

The signs were there
He rubs his head so frantically
His shuffling gait frustrates me so much to see him do this,
his perception of time and space
Seem to be fading
Frustration, anger, and fear build within
I looked at him and smile.

He said to me lady
“Where am I?
Do you know me?
I can’t seem to remember anything
All I can do for him
Is to keep him safe from harm
“Take your medication
Mr. Rivera”
Just take your med” sir!


When the mind is happy
We should rejoice
Eventually, the mind will fade
Into invisible dots
……………………




When the mind is pure, joy follows
Like a shadow that never leaves.
-Budda
Dark n Beautiful
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Dark n Beautiful  New York
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