Poem: “They Won’t Forget Him”


They Won’t Forget Him

You have so few friends anywhere
A man who’s marked with ill-respect,
For some a failure in affairs,
Associates are false, defect

Who wants to know a man of grief
Admired by the stupid poor?
Only some revolting thief
And those who stink of fish, the boors

You’re lower class, invisible
A tomb is not a smart address,
A cross is not presentable
And crucifixion is a mess

But me, my friends surround my bed
They won’t forget me when I’m dead

July 5, 2011


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