Frank Prem

forgotten : the night

I was the forgotten one
the day
the sun forgot

 

left churning
in the dark

 

no ray of light
no beaming smile
ever found me

 

the chill
of colour noir
I made my own

 

turned my back
on belated entreaties
turned my back
to sorry sounds

 

I turned my back
on day

 

I claim
the night

 

I am the night

 

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