Ziggy revisited Earth and wore
a brand-new face to hide his
disgrace. He just wanted the
people to remember the sound
that he gave. But, would any
one be around to remember his
name?
Star dust left in his eyes ,
he thought of another time
when he wowed the young
of planet Earth but what are
memories worth when your
legacy has been left behind,
let go of and forgotten in
a different time?
This time there are no spiders
to back him as he watches his
pretty face fade away.
He sang his old songs like
he was a troubadore only
to hear new melodies take
their place.
He wondered what was the salty liquid
coming from his eyes as he
watched everything he had made
washed away in a substance as
blue as the sky. The pain he felt,
though it was foreign to him, he
could not hide.