He is in care. 30 years without running water. 30 years without a fridge. He did not care. He is in care. He ate veggies, and nuts. He drank urine, because Ghandi did. He did not care. He is in care. He lived alone. In a hovel, in the bush. He did not care. He is in care. He wandered five days, After the stroke seeped Blood into his drug-addled left-hemisphere. He could no longer understand. He is in care. He is reminded to wash. He is reminded to change. He is fed 3 times daily. He cannot read. He cannot follow television. He is all but mute. Now others care for him. He ain't heavy, He's my brother. |
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