contrived

surrender not

surrender not

my dignity

the one thing

you won't take from me

i can no longer drive

myself around

i have to bus

my way around town

you've taken my home

my memories

a lifetime of items

you took from me

you moved me in

an apartment small

far from my family

far from you all

my garden now

a few pots of clay

a remote control

rules my day

i watch the sun

set in the west

a tearful eye

like all the rest

but

surrender not

my dignity

though all else is gone

i refuse to surrender me