Took a chance to take my life
But I couldn’t even do that right
And so the wailing wagon came
To take me to that horrid place.
As my slippers slid along the floor
a poor old man died all alone
they fed us with their offal food
to make our insides rot and spew.
With shame I crawled along the floor
as offal buried in my body leaked
and so I cried out with dismay
as doctor’s spurned the offal truth.
They wrapped me in a rubber room
as pictures told how hard it was
and I hunkered down upon the floor
not knowing they were watching me.
I would die to leave this place
and fly across the sky so bright
but gowns of blue brown and green
prevent us all from leaving here.
©ronvdm777
Nov 2019
©ronvdm777
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