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Life Played


Upon his face liesA sight-less glaze,His life has aged,And death waits; lingering -While the Family mourn,Their hearts are torn, Doctors played, life exchanged; pawned,The wheel was spun,And roulette bloody won,Heads shamed; for a game they played,And the outcome hasn’t changed, Mindless, thoughtless, and unaware,And frankly; He now –Just doesn’t care;That creditor’s lurkBiding time, waiting,To conclude; …This sad affair,

 

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poewriter58

18 years 1 month ago

life

more like vultures abide however I would suggest using biding time rahter then abiding sad end indeed Chrys
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rider68

18 years 1 month ago

Thanks Chrys

'Yes' Sadly so true for the unlucky few, My Wife's father - being one, I'll amend thank you, I'm Not to keen covering this type of subject, But life isn't - that bed of roses, Not a nice place to be, Thanks Chrys Peter