Nobody And The ProtagonistA Poem by Benjamin Seymour
Guess I’ve let my thoughts drift away
Yet now they won’t return Just left with little whispered snatches Embittered fragments of divided opinions I had my heart broken today
A young woman, homeless and desperate Trying to sell the ‘Big Issue’ for a living She was callously brushed away by some ‘important’ businessman Off on his way to an ‘important’ meeting Important to who, exactly? The tear in her eye as she tried to regain composure Matched that of mine to perfection As I sat on a bus, with a future ahead of me And loose change in my wallet I tried to tell my friends about this girlThey could have told me that I was boring them
That I was saying nothing worth listening to But they just smiled and nodded Agreeing with it all yet hearing nothing
As shallow as their mock concern Worried for themselves and nobody else I’m no longer convinced this is where to end
Despite that it is, after all, the end of the page I still have too much left I want to say To live for fallacies is not to live at all © 2008 Benjamin SeymourReviews
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5 Reviews Added on March 19, 2008 AuthorBenjamin SeymourBarcelona, Spain, SpainAbout"All your friends and sedatives mean well but make it worse" Writing is just talking with a pen. And I talk too much anyway. more..Writing
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