A rememory challenged to be
A silver tongue is all it takes
yet missed for one day it concedes.
How many hours can you do with fakes
what my words could sow as seeds.
Apparently not many.
Left alone to see the aftermath.
Not a friend left of yours to be silent, not any.
Forced to go on. Forced to laugh.
The world is arbitrary, the world is chaos.
You were not the lord but merely a patron,
in my small world you were famous.
Many friends attempted to give you a haven.
Goodbye for now but not forever.
I will always remember in contrary to
the bonds that you thought you could sever.
Life and memory is not that cheap, not that few.
I'll try to begin life anew, anew.
I'll try to find meaning in my memory of you.