Poems My Brother Wrote- European

I wake in terror.  Unseeing, unknowing.  My body tenses I pray I can make it to salvation.  I slip as I begin my mad dash to safety.  I have run this path before but today it seems much longer, harsher, darker.  I pray there are no new obstacles in my path to glory.  After a lengthy journey i reach my destination and the salvation I seek.  Slowly I return back to my cocoon in search of my lost sight knowing dreams will not return.  But at least I made it to that extreme destination known as ‘The Bathroom’.

-Manny L. Birch

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