Why Am i
What
is my purpose
my name means nothing
It belonged to another
I will never be uttered
on lips of significant
others
unless I err
Of what do I signify
eyes rove over me
but I am un-remembered
in an instant
unless I appear strange
Mountains I will never
move
my peers I will never
lead
I speak and no-one listens
unless I blunder
A sketch in someone’s
memory
from my past maybe
where my purpose once
meant something
before my usefulness declined
For what purpose
do I exist
What more is needed of
me
Why am I...........
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