Conversations With Men With Brain Injuries Poem by Salvatore Ala

Conversations With Men With Brain Injuries



You who reason and speak

Speak for us who have no names and no names.

You who come and go

Walk among wheelchairs in random space.

You who are alone

Open these doors to see who is alone and alone.

You who are lost

Find yourself among the lost who are lost.

You who are jealous

Look at what men owning nothing own.

You who hate

Imagine hatred when temperament is all tenderness.

You who are in pain

Ponder this painless abstraction.

You who have God

Consider a God of global amnesia.

You who are searching

Exit the mind and it is still mind and you are saved.

Tuesday, December 9, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: humanity
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