Anywhere It’s Easy To Forget

Ashes of a silent warrior

Beg to ask where he finally went

When the world no longer wanted

Or knew of his struggle

Where does his timid soul lie?

In the books he penned to secret lovers

Who never spared him a first glance?

In the walls he struck down

To find the peace he was born to be without?

In the people who said they cared

But couldn’t remember a thing about him?

Or, does it lie, wandering and wafting

In the trees, over mountains, under seas

Anywhere people forget to remember?

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