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Maria
Watching her come down the street
You knew she was in trouble,
As she went sideways off
Of the patio chair
It was 911,
Why the fire truck
With four firemen is
A wonder, but the ambulance
Finally did arrive and a security
Guard,
Everyone seemed to be familiar
With Maria in the throws of a
Seizure, at least they all
Called out the name
Maria,
I wondered if a here we go
Again feeling ever led to
A death of a
street
Person like
Maria,
And in that moment my
Thoughts drifted to
A lovely social
Worker I
Know,
Who sometimes has a far
In her eye and I
Wondered is
Maria why,
And what has she seen
And what does she
Know that goes
Beyond my
Realization.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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