WE FAILED

 

the world failed him

failed man without remorse 

saddled with too much responsibility 

pushing him beyond his ability 

his mental health is left unchecked

not much care if his hair is unkempt 

his heart and pocket size is significant 

his smile should be recalcitrant 

less help more expectations 

less love no emotions 

no tears for him until his demise 

men recieve their first flowers at their funeral 

his death springs a core reality 

his coffin golden and alluring 

on his grave engraved a beautiful epitaph 

colorful wreathe and scented rose petals 

you sought him out and he’s no more 

all he labored for becomes insignificant 

tell me why should a man go through this phase 

the world has no pity, no remorse, no memory 

he’s remembered but for a while 

time will tell, someone else wears his shoes 

time will tell, someone else lies on his bed 

time, a betrayal of man  

@talk2leigh

(X & insta)

4:49pm

4 July 2026