Old man
Stooped and damaged
Your reluctant handshake lacks strength
Not as aged as you appear
Box of memories all that remains
Blinded by the loss of youth
Shivers and trembles
Out of place in today
Cynical towards society
Refusing to change and adapt
Resides in his dreams
Rooted in half a century ago
A journey shaken in lost faith
Wasn't always this way
But stamina worn down
By one soul numbing dagger at a time
Old friends faded from relavancy
Old loyalties lost meaning
In the onslaught of disrupted hopes
And repeated denials of love
Resigned to the final call
An empty distance in your gaze
The last of your lineage
No preperation for the sole survivor
It was you dancing on that forgotten corner
You seek shelter in each alley and shadow
Away from the chaos
Until voices conjure forth echoes
You appear for a moment, then fade ......
November/December 2015
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