Who Are These People Pt 1

who are these people? where do they come from? they are older than time can measure, sadly hopeless and a hazard to others and themselves unable to move their vessel body, physically handicapped through years of wear and tear and genetic mutation, ......and their mind seems to be corroded and rustic likes plates of steel left out in a thousand thunder storms i wonder how these people got here being so retarded, challenged, in-capacitated, unable asking questions that a dumb blind drunken monkey could answer just by looking at them I can feel the presence of cancer they are dying as flowers would do with only a moon i talk with them, as the babble, and drool and struggle to stand for more than 2 minutes and struggle to walk across the room to show me their new exercise to improve the demented motion they call a golf swing i take a breath and listen, nod my head, wishing that i gave a fluff, but i dont.....instead id rather continue watching a documentary on the paleo-indians who survived through the ice age that eventually became the native peoples of Canada. 2 more incoherent zombies walk through the door, with looks on their face of confusion, and death they step up on the treadmill huffing and panting and ask me to set them up level one, for 3 minutes, im thinking in my head...you cant be serious.