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Wasted Words

By Renokhan

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All these words do nothing for him Sitting idle in some poetry forum Wishing the world would fix itself But Stephen's tired of the vagrants' stares Forcing him to the edge of tears While he fights his way to work Yet he never returns their pleas He hides his eyes until he leaves Saying "God I'm glad that's not me" But Stephen has time for sex And idle days to waste at rest While he should be making a change And Stephen remits his duty to men He hasn’t the time for a soup kitchen He just can’t get beyond himself. He has a lover to efface from his skin So his powerful words are wasted on revenge Instead of helping his fellow man Because we all have time to eat And such nice places to sleep We never think beyond ourselves Written November 15th, 2001 © on Nov 15 2001 08:02 AM PST   0 • 9

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