An Elegy for a Neglected Man

The sun rose and the town continued on with its normal behavior Children sang and danced Men went to work Women mended the home and children Yet, no one remembered him A man of few words Who considered the waste his only acquaintance And lived in the dark alleyway Where no one crossed He spent no money For he had no money to spend Except the few dollars people gave to him Out of pity, out of good will This man passed away into Death’s arms From lack of hydration and nourishment He died a man of loneliness Of unhappiness