When I’m ill I feel my life’s a wreck
The mirror frightens me as I reflect
Who am I and why do I feel so
Omnipotent,destroying as I go.?
Yet how we feel will change as does our health
After trauma, drained of all our wealth
We stagger on the battlefield unsought
Until by kindness we are held and caught
We must help each other,strength combined
A smile, a touch, a word, a little line
What seems common sense may be ignored
The strong may hate the weak and slam the door
Be with others, listen,look and learn
Then one day the tide of life will turn
How my heart speaks 