Does Anyone Even Care
You speak of my failing
Without knowing my heart
Your pity is mocking
This life playing its part
You scoff at such squalor
As you toss in a coin
Lest a hero or scholar
From your coven may join
Go home to your warm bed
Waste not one precious thought
From tenets left unsaid
With that last pence you bought
Shed but just one tear, don't leave vexed with a sigh
For there but for privilege even your dreams might die
02/20/2020
Copyright © Charlie Smith | Year Posted 2020
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