…what then?

if compassion serves purpose –

glue to mend the broken –

and the cupboard bare,

do the pieces of promise just get swept away?

sometimes,

no matter our intention,

we end up unassigned –

unnecessary as the refuse of was,

thrown with deliberation,

into the insignificance of – not…

About boyfrommville

bound to a fate i cannot escape, i stop by briefly to expunge the demons... care to join me?