Satire Stare

He walked a lonely path

One riddled with dread and pain

Stained by the honour and respect

Earned rightly but long forgotten.

 

It wasn’t until a normal day

When the walk was simple

And when time speeded past

He stopped and questioned fate.

 

Looking at the puddle of life

He got back a satire stare

Tangled with his own memories

He wept and wept.

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