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Such a sad and heartbreaking illness...the loss of mind. I worked in New York City for 17 years and I have come across many a sad site. Witnessing some of the cities ugliest pictures...those of the mindless, those who blurt out sayings that make absolutely no sense at all...those who no longer have a functional mind. You just can't help to feel sorry for them...I have thought to myself many a time...what in god's creation made them that way, what has happened to them. I will never complain about my life again.
Loss of Mental Stability
of course the moon cries...
there are green tangerines browned
and...the soup is mashed
Senryu on Mind Poetry Contest
1-28-2020
Judged 2-3-2020
Copyright © Charles Messina | Year Posted 2020
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