An Abandoned Chair

An empty seat, no need for dispair
Though it may happen to be a chair.
That is meant for one to learn in,
Twist and turn and thoughts to burn in.
One may question, one may wonder
How is our future torn asunder?
When there is no one there to learn,
In that chair, to feel concern.
When forgotten is the reason we
Remember the past and all we’ve seen.
It is found abandoned, this empty seat,
And found flatlined is the minds heartbeat.
No need is felt, no drive to know,
Where does the shadow on the future go?
And tragedy will seize the day when an empty chair, in an empty class,
In an empty school, is all of what lasts.

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