where are they now
the names i have known though the years
the foot soldiers
the hand maidens
those who lived in fancy houses
those who hid under cardboard
those who rode away in classic cars
those whose cars were simply old
where are they now
the names i have known though the years
old houses falling around them
stately pillars keeping them safe
some in barns built for animals
where are they now

 

i see crumbling cement porches
and rotted wood that bows to the slightest step
rusted nails and broken glass
and these things, like life,  beg the question
where are they now
the names i have known though the years

where are you now
as you read words that question life
and like clouds that disappear with the slightest breeze
or quiet words whispered for only one
they are now
then gone
with the question
where are they now
the names i have known though the years