NOT WHAT IT SEEMS

Encased by rage fueled by anger.

To us these types of people are what we call strangers

What he love's is gone still alive but dead a new life begins.

He prowls the streets and drinks until he vomits and cant stand up

Then a light of joy as he sticks his hand up

He then passes out and sleeps for hours on in

wakes up to this nightmare he calls life again

He is empty, lost, his spiritual heart beats no longer

His mind grows weak, but his hate grows stronger

Eventually he loses everything his job, his house, his car

He\'s always drunk, his hair is growing thinner he walks with a hobble

for him he only way he See's life is through a bottle

He falls asleep and begins dreaming of the past

the dream's are to painful and his rest does not last

So back to an intersection with a sign that say will work for food

people look at him funny disrespect him and are just generally rued.

he thinks to himself if these people could understand, but how can they know

He says "if the would have only known me about 2 years ago\".

Finally a five year period has gone but for him time hardly goes by.

He is skinny, drunk and his eyes are bloodshot red with no sign of life.

He's far past depression there is no diagnosis for his emotional state.

So he's under the bridge with a bottle when he begins to give the reason for his mistake.

he says

"I used to be a respected doctor i worked in the hospital actually the ER\"

" i had a great kid, a pretty wife, nice house and car".

It really was great it could not get no better".

"My son loved baseball so we often would catch a double header".

"Well one night i was on my home and the traffic was very bad".

"My wife tried to call me 5 minutes before and i did not talk to her because i was mad".

\"She kept trying to call over and over again.

"We had been fighting and i was ready for are marriage to end".

"I had my night all planned out i was going to go home apologize and see my son".

"I pulled into the driveway and windows were broken the door kicked in i couldn't believe what she\'d done".

"Well as approached the steps and then i went in the front door".

I saw my son lying there on the living room floor.

The house was ambushed my son silent but still alive.

I remember Tina Tina i cried.

So i ran upstairs there she was all bloody in our bed.

With a gun shot to the chest and 2 in the head.

I ran to her checked her pulse it was to late she was already dead.

Back to my son i went he was alive but barely breathing.

As i turned i seen a guy dressed in all black and a ski mask.

I just remember him smiling and then heard aloud blast.

When i woke up i was in my own hospital scared to death.

I could barely speak, the pain tremendous and i was short for breath.

I woke once more there stood Nancy a nurse and a friend

I could not remember what happened so she told me again.

Someone took their life over some jewelry, a hundred dollars, and some change.

I never got back on track i lost it and went virtually insane.

on with his story he went for 2 hours as he told it

minute minute the tragic events of the story unfolded.

Then he lay ed down one last time closed his eyes he did not bother to fight it

Finally after 5 long years him and his family were eternally reunited.