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Halftone Image of a Hand

Send Me Away

 

Run away.

I have done something wrong.

Glass box for display.

Windows so strong.

 

I have a brother
Who ran away

He is like no other
He was sent away

 

Autism

An invisible disability

Trapped within your own mind creation

Without curability

And debilitating, even with success

The extremes of brilliance and ignorance 

An amalgam of distress

He tried and failed, without a difference

He can’t make sense out of basic common sense

 

And can you imagine how hard it could be

For me

When your brother’s at an RTC?

When he just wants to be free

From all the chaos he has incited

And all the people who’ve remarked

Saying how he’s benighted

For all the fighting he has sparked.

There’s nothing left to do

There’s nothing left to say

I now know what is true

Just send me away

E L L A    O M U R A

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