Abandoned

Abandoned

Here in our faded ghost town,

The community of the irrelevant

Which defines what we have become

Now that we have deemed obsolete

But how do we tell the apparitions

That their existence is now transparent?

The sunlight which sneaks through the clouds

Nothing but a mocking aberration

Shining brief light on glory gone

To the inhabitants left behind

Waiting for the wrecking ball 

To bring much needed closure