Luke Steadman Poet Rhyme

Known As Nothing...

he has a torn jacket 
and a cane that steadies his walk
he doesn’t have much to say 
and no one listens when he talks
shamefully seeking the right woman
throughout his life
a woman he found once in a while
but never a wife 

nobody knows him 
even around his small town
he always sits by the window 
as the rain comes down
never being quoted 
or saying something worth hearing
and often as he dreams 
his eyes start tearing 

he just sits quietly 
in his wooden home 
along with his days 
all the forest has grown
no one wants his advice 
after all these years
and through his doorway 
no one ever appears 

“That’s a very sad thing to be nothing” 
another old man once said
along with waking up in the morning 
alone in your bed
only the sun, moon 
and the stars are his friends
and alone he walks into 
the darkness at his end

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