On the Side
Authored by Chuck Keys
On the side of the road it lay,
broken, forgotten and sorrowful sad.
I passed it by, laughing with my friends,
with nary a thought.
I remembered it; why?
Who belonged to it;
and do they know of its disrepair?
Dust and debris covered some of it
but not all.
Emotionless it lay. No joy nor pain,
only the moment.
There was no life about it;
maybe there never was.