The Final Niche

Life and death cohabitate here along with youth and experience. The teachers are now students as children turn into caregivers. Yesterday, today, tomorrow briefly mingle, but are largely ignoring each other’s existence. A teenager tells an elder what to do; how to go on. Wives, fathers, workers, soldiers of the past now incontinent, incompetent, incomplete. Wearing the diapers they once change, as tears of confusion and frustration flow from these heroes of ago. Each one here is a chore, a lost mind, an interesting story; untold. However, we, the guardians of their tired, worn bodies, go along paying no heed to the fact that they have seen more, done more, lived through more than we could ever imagine.

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