It Shall Become The Hit Song Tomorrow
you abandon a love song
it hangs on the bus
as you leave home
seeking for greener pastures
out there
lonely
no one picks it up
to take it home
or even
to just whistle it
for the meantime
you will
soon regret
that song
shall become the hit song
tomorrow
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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