Hollow
With the beggar in the street not a word was said
with the child at the grave not a word uttered
when injustice never championed
Hear me humanity read my words
this is my formal resignation
Your rules are not mine to follow
for this life life that i have lived
has left me all but hollow
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2019
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