williammae

Waiting To Be

Waiting To Be Found

 

I was dropped without a thought,

Beyond the sunlights glistening,

No one cared that I was gone,

Or that I now was missing. 

 

No poster fashioned for the cause,

To join me back to home,

No prayer offered for my loss,

No whaling cries or moans.

 

From where I am I can see,

So many passing by,

My screams all must be silent,

From the spot to which I lie.

 

Devalued by inflations grip,

It\'s happened to so many,

No one sees the value in,

The worthless lone lost penny