Contest: The Silent KISS, sponsored by Constance La France. Pic of Mount St.Jospeph's Nursing home from yahoo.
“Do not fear death so much but rather the inadequate life.” Bertolt Brecht They gathered around the table to a game of bingo at tables decorated with pink flamingos Blank stares and forced smiles on some faces Some lost in their own thoughts from other places A shout out of” Bingo” brings them back for a moment Eagerly awaiting that coin prize as a bestowment Soon it’s time to go back to their lonely rooms As they are slowly wheeled back amongst the putrid fumes Their halls are haunted daily by cries of pain and despair As most would not have chosen to be there Their happiness lost in memories of a past life When they lived with family, or had a husband or wife As night falls they're settled in their hospital beds Praying for sleep as they are taking their nighttime meds Some stay awake as they hope for that silent kiss The kiss of death would be welcomed by many with bliss
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