Former Real People

Is it the power that
moves within a soul,
that keeps the thing –
alive and kicking.

A defender.
A reoffender.

The privileged souls
low down and among us.
But not of us.
Just the living remains.

The privilege
that snuffs out the living.
That takes something
sweet and pure.

And turns it to theirs.

Once, twice, three times
and four they steal
from the real and render
it rancid and regotten.

The forgotten thing
that had life.

But is now as dead
as dust sprinkled
on the graves
of former real people.


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