“ER”

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my brother’s in the er,

life has taken its toll – way too far,

all the hurt and the pain on every internal organ they located scars,

maybe the height was too high set – life’s ultimate bar, 

maybe the fight is too much and is now a war,

maybe reaching to the sky created this falling star,

searching for answers while driving trying not to crash this car,

looking for that stable and sturdy back support – solid lumbar,

life is a race and I’m losing trying to keep the pace – NASCAR,

if I can’t write my wrongs then please just recite this in my memoirs,

he told me that he almost saw mars,

went through the portals of light speed faster than time can be measured in radar,

when he came back he said time is like tar,

he blacked out…..clear!!! now giving him c.p.r.,

stay away from the light stay away from the light!!! microwaves now reading his brain’s activity all-electric no solar,

reality is much too much for him and with himself mentally there is a battle – he self spars, 

to some this may be somewhat bazaar, 

for others it is the norm daily we create a false reality far from what the truth and reality really are, 

searching for answers to questions when the truth is internal and not in some so-called czar, 

opportunities left untouched yet the door is still ajar, 

now he and I are reminiscing having our lifelong chats and self-healing seminar, 

change of life and a change of ways like acoustic sound waves compared to an electric guitar, 

the notes added in with the words make for a song soothing and healing feeling of a Cuban cigar, 

sidebar,

life is fast my brother time to switch to a slower pace from a fast pace jaguar, 

doing what I gotta do to keep you outta the er. 

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