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I sit here alone now,
To tell the stories of those ungracious bows.
I sit here in rust,
Until I become dust.

I remember a man,
Who travelled this land,
In search of a helping hand.
But all he was, was damned.

They blamed him for murder,
They blamed him for genocide,
They blamed the voices,
And not societies choices.

In his mind he danced with princesses,
His mind gave way to darker recesses.
And he became a vegetable,
Left alone in his own dark tale.

I comforted him,
I cradled him.

As they beat him
As they cried devil
And forced in him chemicals

I remember a lady.
Who wouldn't give up,
She wasn't ready.
They tied her down,
And made her a clown,
Then her mind drowned.

Her mind drifted,
She wanted her worries lifted.
Yet she couldn't even understand,
What any man.
Wanted her to say.

I watched her silently cry,
As they tried to pry,
The fairy tales from her eyes.
Not understanding why.

And now here I sit,
Alone in the rust.
Forgotten as it was,
The people whom I hugged.

People have forgotten,
The barbaric ways they sought.
To cure the mind, or to let it rot.

Yet here I sit,
A Testament.
To those silent,
Spirits.

Because I never forget.
Time never forgets.

Description
I sit here alone now,
To tell the stories of those ungracious bows.
I sit here in rust,
Until I become dust.

I remember a man,
Who travelled this land,
In search of a helping hand.
But all he was, was damned.

They blamed him for murder,
They blamed him for genocide,
They blamed the voices,
And not societies choices.

In his mind he danced with princesses,
His mind gave way to darker recesses.
And he became a vegetable,
Left alone in his own dark tale.

I comforted him,
I cradled him.

As they beat him
As they cried devil
And forced in him chemicals

I remember a lady.
Who wouldn't give up,
She wasn't ready.
They tied her down,
And made her a clown,
Then her mind drowned.

Her mind drifted,
She wanted her worries lifted.
Yet she couldn't even understand,
What any man.
Wanted her to say.

I watched her silently cry,
As they tried to pry,
The fairy tales from her eyes.
Not understanding why.

And now here I sit,
Alone in the rust.
Forgotten as it was,
The people whom I hugged.

People have forgotten,
The barbaric ways they sought.
To cure the mind, or to let it rot.

Yet here I sit,
A Testament.
To those silent,
Spirits.

Because I never forget.
Time never forgets.