Mystery hangs like leaves on a tree <br />listlessly falling to depart from thee <br />who can this fellow be <br />your brother, father, uncle maybe? <br />Lying on the bustling streets of disgrace <br />his body tarnished and covered in filth <br />no name to fit his face. <br />He speaks to himself <br />chanting words one haven't heard before <br />only he can translate the root of his core. <br />Justifiable you may say <br />to see him be, this man whom was once a living tree <br />become a stranger to his own <br />forgetting by whom he was bred and grown. <br />Passersby looks on <br />stealing a peak through the dishonest crowd <br />another leaf has fallen and soon to be forgotten.<br /><br />Giselle Joseph<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/forgotten-life/
