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 Mar 2017 Zoe
Mike Hauser
Seems like a dream
Has over taken us now
Tossed in this turmoil
I'm not quite sure how
We've all become numbers
In this nameless place
Have pity on the whole human race

We've spent years of our future
Trying to run from the past
Relying on memories
That never did last
With so many questions
Who can we ask
Where are the morals that we used to have

Whatever happened to the morals in life
We opened the window
They flew into the night
Can anyone tell me how we'll ever get by
Without the morals that once held us so tight

The fewer the heartbeats
The shorter the time
The deeper the cavern
The harder the climb
The more that we look for
The less that we find
Of the morals that we left behind

Whatever happened to the morals in life
We opened the window
They flew into the night
Can anyone tell me how we'll ever survive
Without the morals that we once had in life
 Mar 2017 Zoe
Mike Hauser
¿Reality?
 Mar 2017 Zoe
Mike Hauser
Skipping in and out of reality
Into this world of make believe
Then as quickly as I do
It's back to reality

In and out of the wormholes
That were bore out just for me
Is this my reality
Or the world of make believe
 Mar 2017 Zoe
Mike Hauser
~Convene~
 Mar 2017 Zoe
Mike Hauser
Many are the days
That I take a break
As nature calls to me

When I hear her say
Come this way
Set your spirit free

Where I fill my cup
On mountain tops
In a mix of evergreen

Pouring just enough
As I find I must
Often wash my spirit clean
 Mar 2017 Zoe
Àŧùl
When Simon was born,
He had a rare syndrome,
The Treacher Colin one.

It included missing ears,
And condescending from it,
Were the missing years.

But he had his luck shining,
He met Vicky on sign language classes,
That he attended as he is challenged.

Even though Simon can not hear,
He heard Vicky's heart beat for him,
And both of them had a baby.

Unluckily, the baby has TCS as well,
But we must take time to appreciate,
Time & love the parents dedicate.

They named the daughter Alice,
So beautiful and healthy she is,
For Simon's burning wounds she is the ice.

Especially Simon Moore is careful,
Careful that his daughter is happy,
So she doesn't get the missing years,
A tough road lies ahead with missing ears.
Treacher Collins Syndrome is a huge challenge and I so greatly respect anyone and everyone with the TCS.

Simon Moore is an inspiration for me.

My HP Poem #1466
©Atul Kaushal
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