![]() streets w/o peopleA Poem by Marvin Loyd Welbornstreets w/o people ~ the first full day of a brand new new year I sit in my car radio playing a song from a singer no one remembers as I did when I lived some other year no one is moving no one is here streets w/o people the music I hear where people are missing nobody there some say one day no one will care now is but all that ever is here when this thing or that thing all disappears what would one hold to oneself which is dear when someone surrenders just simply because no one dare tender to what becomes was Proust goes in detail to tell of his past but this they say this too will not last each day a new day where each one will pass what then is there here that is dear I ask no one will tender to what there once was who will remember what did or what does streets w/o people no one is home no one is moving everyone’s gone streets w/o people all alone I miss other people got up and gone from streets w/o people where now is begun ~ © 2015 Marvin Loyd Welborn |
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Added on February 24, 2015 Last Updated on February 24, 2015 Author
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