As I

 

 

 

Möbius-strip

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As I am, I am not

As I was, I cannot

 

As you were, just a dream

As you are, so it seems

 

As we listened, just a lie

As we spoke, and we tried

 

As they watched, and we turned

As they fell and we learned

 

 

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Today Is Tuesday

 

 

 

He smiles every time I see him

They call it work; it is not

This man so often reminds me

Of so many things I have forgot

 

The pure simple joy of being

Who I am without a care

Rarely complaining, like the rest of us

How this life can be so unfair

 

This Syndrome that afflicts him

Or so they like to say

Does not diminish or reduce my friend

In any true or meaningful way

 

Today it may not be Tuesday

Though it is every day for my friend

His right to each and every day

Is something I will always defend

 

Stoic