For The Forgotten

This is

For the hidden, for the shamed

For the weedy, for the abused

For the missed, the missing

For the forgotten

This is

For the present but ignored

For the wildly accused

For the rebellious leaders

This is

Our meager beginnings

Transparent and mercilessly mocked

Naked anthills eager to be smashed

The twinkle in the eye of the moon

Who knows how to sing a song

That has no words

Who knows the words to say

When no sound is uttered

This is

For the chorus of cluttered clothes

Stacked in a corner of dark room

Curtains closed, calls aren’t often

And the pillow hardly moves

This is for us

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