Of Those Forgotten

[E.A Rumfield]

I look back on my wasted day
and inaction, while the history of man
rests in the hands of foolish men.
And rightly so
My spiel of those forgotten
but forgotten for good reason
and I their bygone leader
For being neither good nor bad,
just there,
or might as well not have been
I look back on my wasted days
while it could all end tomorrow
and not a reminiscence would be given