Abandoned

By: Abe Sierra Jr.

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Sunbeams sneaking in through naked windows

     Lighting up the quiet empty rooms

 

                       (This house was once a home)

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The echoes of children running in the patio

Gradually fade

Like footprints

Washed away by a rising tide

 

                     (This house was once a home)

 

Dinner table congregations

Replaced by the sound

Of silence

Like a new religion

Substituting ancient ceremonies

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                     (This house was once a home)

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A red carpet of lifeless leaves

     Decorates the gates to this deserted palace

 

                                              

                    (This house, this house was once a home)