They say I've been forgotten
They say you no longer care
Even though they speak falsely
I do wonder why I'm still here.

From the scratches on the wall
I can see some time has past
Maybe they'll come tomorrow
To take me home at last.

Written by Nam Poet   11-Jan-98

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