Rear Boxes Poem by samuel nze
Rear Boxes
Our frienship is forgotten
Stashed away like rear boxes
In which were piled rejects
From last year's choices
You made them.
You gave me no space
To contribute
You placed me on a scaffold,
Parodied a session;
Accusations were the proffered
I was guilty of course
You were just in sentencing.
Even now those boxes
Keep the rear
They truly are rejected
Forgotten
Like our own friendship.
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