Bgrewal
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The three year wake
For three years now,
I sit in wake.
Waiting silently,
Observing,
Trying to see some sign that
a will and soul still exists
in your cold emotionless body.
Three years... since this sickness,
this plauge that numbs and disconnects
afflicted you.
The man that I once knew is no more,
Only this walking corpse remains.
-Bruno Grewal
http://poetry.blogsite.org <--more of my poetry
For three years now,
I sit in wake.
Waiting silently,
Observing,
Trying to see some sign that
a will and soul still exists
in your cold emotionless body.
Three years... since this sickness,
this plauge that numbs and disconnects
afflicted you.
The man that I once knew is no more,
Only this walking corpse remains.
-Bruno Grewal
http://poetry.blogsite.org <--more of my poetry
