Untitled by Randy Burks

Untitled

by Randy Burks

He ate a lot

And I esteemed him nothing.

He just came along

And worked for free.

He faced my problems,

Ate my mistakes.

Though innovent,

Got worn out

For nothing.

And what he took

Will never come back;

Replaced by something

Not much better,

When he was gone I threw him away,

He ate a lot

And I esteemed him nothing.