once...

Once it used to be bright,
loose and not as tight,

once you could see,
the molars and his premolars,as the laughter from him,
wrecked our rib cages to violent tantrums.

once you needed not,
the alarm cloack by your bed,
for he was up early,
wit dem tunes in his head,
itunes from his life.

once he could make,
create,
develop articles of joy
and crafts of jubilation

once he was,
the darling of creation
a son of a nation
an offspring of a union

All that is gone now!

he fights demons,
In a while he has been in hostility for EONS,
the light is dark and pitched
the silence loud and proud
above him an evil cloud!
that there is no more crowd
to listen to the sayings....
and in a filthy shroud
he rubs his eys now darkened with circles
of fatigue and nothingness
looking pale, gray and frail
his eyes stare straight into blankness!