The names
don't fool me one bit.
They're not deluxe hotels,
or summer cottages along the ocean.
They're prisons for the elderly,
neglected, and unwanted.
They're kindergartens for broken olde children,
with psychologically programmed games
to keep the children entertained.
Don't try to fool me.
You can cast me aside if I'm in the way,
but I'm much too old to sit and play.
My mind is sharp,
my senses keen.
I am no child, I am a man!
Don't make me end
it all
where it began.
~ Randy Jaroch
U.S.A.
~ Beannaichte'
2 November, 2012
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