Uncertainty
I may have 20 more years
Or just one.
They don’t know;
They don’t even have a name.
I call it
Hell.
I am crippled. And worse:
My children have had their lives stolen.
Alcohol. Grades. Eloping.
What will happen when I am gone?
Is it worse to die? Or to be dying?
- Johnathan Fricke, M4
