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Song of the Forgotten
What do you think happens
To those
Who have been
Forgotten?
Do they become shadows?
Do they become spirits?
Do they become nightmares
And haunt your dreams?
Well, I know.
I know because
I am one of them.
I am one
Of the Forgotten.
I live alone
On a small island
In the middle of
A large sea.
A sea made
From the tears
Of the Forgotten.
There is no one around
For miles and miles.
There is no one
To hear my call.
There is no one
To see my tears.
There is no one
To care for me.
I stand on my island
Looking out
At the sea.
As time passes,
I listen
To the song
That the sea
Sings to me.
A song of pain,
Of sadness,
Of lonliness,
Of abandonement,
Of wishes,
Of broken hopes
And broken dreams.
This is the Song
Of the Forgotten.
This is my song,
The song I sing
Day after day.
I continue to sing
Even though
I know
That no one
Will hear it.
But I still sing.
My voice joins
The other voices
Of the Forgotten,
Singing the same song.
Does anyone hear us?
Does anyone care?
Does anyone even know
That we exist?
We pray to the Heavens
That soneday,
Somewhere,
Someone will hear us.
As each day passes,
Our prayers
Grow more desperate.
We are starting to disappear.
Soon we will all
Be gone.
Please,
Someone,
Somewhere,
Hear our song
And come rescue us.
We are waiting.
We have been waiting
Since the beginning of time.
Someone,
Hear our song,
The Song
Of the Forgotten.
