Concussed

The fall, the hit, quietly concussed…

He came so close to death or bust.

Miracles they said, oh how they fussed.

Never quite the same, in God we trust.

Reframed and shattered by the fall.

A perspective changed or not at all.

Strange the art that some do call.

Or a concussed mess meant to appall?

Dennis Mantin

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