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When my words are lost

And no longer heard

Does utting them out there

Have any real worth

In a world that will not here

In a world that seems to care less

Maybe what I say I am saying in the wrong way

Maybe my words are not deemed good enough anyway

So my words just get lost

And my words do not get heard

By the many but the few

And I am grateful to all of you

Who take the time to read and listen

To what I am trying to say

But it’s getting harder

So much harder to carry on

When do many don’t feel it

And I’ve been doing it so long

Though it’s not for me

It’s about all the love, compassion and peace

And trying to get more people to live

With a greater environmental belief

But my words they get lost in

A world that will not hear

In a world that seems to care less

In a world losing its love

One without any unity of the spirit

So I will just fade out

As the lights of poetry go down

Maybe it’s time to walk away before I drown

Into a world of pure frustration

Maybe it’s time to take a bow

And walk quietly out

Like I’ve never been here

Like I didn’t even exist

But my words remain here

For those who wish to read it

As I drift off in to the ether of this life.