I REST MY CASE
By Roland E. Williams
I have been missed
Where I stood waiting
Fifteen minutes for a bus
By the ant who wallowed in my shade
Awakened by the early morning Sun
I should have been missed
In the pictures that you took
Of your jubilations
Not even knowing nor told
That those days had come and gone
I am who was missing
From wiping those tears
That you shed, you forgot
It was what I always did
But was now kept from doing
I am missed
By the bench on the beach
Where I sat so many hours
Until my eyes were dry –again-
And my head so sore
I am missed
By the book I held in my hands
As I read today’s fairy tale
Of weird creatures
And even stranger places
I am missed
By your memorable smiles
Put there by wise-crack jokes
Told to you every chance I got
While you kept begging for more
I am missing
True laughter
For, that, which is within me
Is filled with emptiness
And betrayal
I am missed
But not by you, I fear
Your hate has built a wall
Topped by barb-wired tongues
And dagger-sharp words
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