New Life

in early July nineteen-eighty-six waking up in the naval hospital what’s going on here my mind playing tricks? no longer would I see Reggie Little whenever I stood I couldn’t do it and it was very hard for me to walk for that July wheelchair I’d have to sit the worse thing was stuttering when I talk then came walker and crutches and good-bye I was heading back home which wasn’t good reliving my childhood stuttering why? when I talked I was so misunderstood now I'm walking on my own less stutter luckly my life my life isn't in the gutter