By Shae Croft
I am here when the wind howls.
I am here when the sun shines.
I am here in all the changing seasons.
Rejected
Forgotten
Desolate
Alone
I am here like a disused treasure.
Discarded in the cold damp earth.
Buried in shame,
Without dignity,
Without a history,
Without a voice,
Without a choice,
I am here
Neglected
Ignored
Forsaken
Untended
My humble mere existence marked by a chewed up dog toy, long since abandoned.
I am here humiliated,
I am here dejected,
I am here,
I AM HERE.
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