a poem
YELLOW MAN
Yellow man sits
alone with his mortality
an end too soon, too
painful to hope,
Deserted by both medical
science and a wife who
loves too much. Good bye
cannot be said now.
Yellow man sits in
this empty place, a verse
the only word. Bread
and wine speak eternity
crucified.
he waits in silence.
Yellow man sits
alone with his mortality
an end too soon, too
painful to hope,
Deserted by both medical
science and a wife who
loves too much. Good bye
cannot be said now.
Yellow man sits in
this empty place, a verse
the only word. Bread
and wine speak eternity
crucified.
he waits in silence.
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