Loss Of Glory Poem by Somniator Moon

In a sleepy little corner
Beneath a shelf of books
You'll find the soulful mourner
Hiding from the crooks

No feelings left to share
As he wallows in pitty
For no-one will he care
With no desire to be witty

Behind the fascade you see
There's another story
Once he was as dandy as could be
Lived a life filled with glory

Due to heartless crimes
Performed by others
There's no more good times
Only hiding beneath covers...


By Somniator Moon