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My Name Is No One
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M. S. Curoe PM
[Revised] We turn our eyes from the horrors of the world...because we do not want to know them.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst - Words: 254 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 3 - Published: 06-29-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2202315
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My name is No one

You don't remember me.

I'm the person that walks by you

Whom you never see.

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I'm that man that sweeps the sidewalk

Who never wears a smile.

I'm the little girl whose mother hasn't hugged her

In such a good long while.

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I'm a business man with hardened eyes

And all money smells the same.

I am the athlete that cheated

Just to win the game.

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I am the drunkard that leaves every night

And rules home with an iron fist.

I'm the teen who couldn't take it all

And took a knife to her wrists.

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I am the male beaten to death

Because I loved another man.

I need that money so badly

I'll do anything I can.

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I'm the coughing woman in the corner

Who rides the subway train.

I am the poor old man

Trying to find shelter from the rain.

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I am the woman ravaged

Because she didn't lock the door.

I am the broken child

Lying there upon the floor.

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I'm the soldier left to die

Because I was too slow.

I am the kid out on the streets

My fate you'll never know.

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Yet you turn your eyes away

And see what you want to see.

Because my name is No one.

You don't remember me.


Revised and added to. I acknowledge the many contributors to this poem, including the ones on this site. Thank you so very much.
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