Aug 29, 2020
1 min read
The Forgotten
i walked back home alone
you looked away
busy with your distractions
my blood left behind
caked on the icon of prosperity
you call the quadrilateral
someday check the color formed
when red met gold
i walked back home
to escape ruin
penury welcomed me with open arms
i battle hunger everyday
i combat indifference everyday
i am not completely forgotten though
the sharks i borrowed money from
remember me every day
someday when you zip fast
on the roads i walked on
do take just a moment
to think about what i went through
and if you still feel the urge
to bang some pots
do let me know
all the ones i have
are empty and unused
