Brick Wall Conspiracy Poem by Mathew Lewis
Brick Wall Conspiracy
He feels alone in a crowded room,
His cries go unheard,
He wishes someone would notice him,
But no one cares.
She dies a death so cruel so unkind,
And no one remembers her,
Her tomb stone reads rest in peace,
How ironic,
I know how it feels
To be unheard to be ignored,
I know how it feels
To be another statistic on the board,
Just another brick wall conspiracy,
Just another brickwall.
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4/24/2024 1:04:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
It is a sad reality that people, especially in big cities, go unknown and unnoticed and, I can imagine nothing wirse than to live in a world all alone. a touching piece.