Two months ago we joked and laughed. A week ago his time had passed.
Kept telling myself he's strong he will last. Knew better as "she" continued to Harass.
What little he had she coveted and used. He couldn't see past her work to confuse.
His life was the last part, He'd already given his heart.
We live to love and love to live. It matters not what we just give.
Seeing only what we choose. Set up to fall, made to lose.
Predators surround and confuse. Knowing in the end the weak can't refuse.
To be seen and heard after silence prevails. Gives hope for a future if we just "lift" the veil.
His need to be wanted. Confused with her greed.
So many Seniors. Not enough time.
The State cannot handle. It's a swift rising tide.
Generations raise voices. Giving Seniors no choices.
Told their lives are less. They've failed the last test.
The young see work -- As what they choose.
Not seeing they are -- Being set up to lose.
They "follow the leader". Looking ahead, never back.
Believing they set the pace. Always at the front of the pack.
Not seeing their choices Move ahead of today
Waiting in shadows . . . For the newest "prey" .
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