Forgotten Name
He sat alone on a park bench
Keeping to himself,
Watching the frozen river
Wishing the snow would melt.
He used to be so famous
Powerful and rich
He always thought his golden years
Would come without a hitch.
He thought he was immortal
One of the chosen few,
Now he can't pay his rent
Which for months is over due.
Where did everything go wrong
Why did his family leave,
Why had he been abusive
Never whispered, only screamed.
A street light on the river
Said it's time that he should go,
So he gets up very slowly
But he falls into the snow.
The next day's daily paper
Mentioned something of the news,
A one time famous author
But nobody had a clue.
So if you're such a person
Who lives only for your fame,
Remember it doesn't take too long
Before folks forget your name.
Lynn Barany
Copyright © Lynn Hanna Barany | Year Posted 2011
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