Ode To The Brain Injured
Injured in brain, saved by whatever above
Or below, tossed upon the scrap heap of love
In life thought less,
Relevance reduced to nothingness
Voice cries out, one of uncounted hence
Ignored no longer, they’ve only gotten louder since
One anoints himself the bard
Language art and word originization thought hard
Achieved with tremendous ease
He takes what he hears and does what he please(s)
He is only a man, thought broken, without
Brain injured and scarred, but…not to be counted out
Hitchhiker 