An angel out of place.
A forgotten disgrace.
An unknown face
in its solitary space.
It had a taste,
but it could not satisfy.
Floating through time,
on the question of why.
It comes across lies,
but the truth can’t be found.
The meaning of life,
is buried deep in the ground.
Look all around;
The present won’t last.
In the dirt
are the centuries past.
Good times will fade.
Bad times will die.
Life will go on;
There’s no reason to cry.