The Wanderer
He walks
He treks across the rough terrain
Never to be heard of again
The concrete pounds against his feet
No more people left to meet
With no thought of his demise
All those laugh at his disguise
This is really all it seems
His eyes sparkle and smile beams
But no it’s really what life does
People poke fun just because
This is a message to all who smirk
Empathy shant take lots of work
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