INCOSPICUOUS
Walks , no one seesNo one listens
To what was being said
The locality , is what it is
And has always been so
Does not '' fit in ''
'' does belong ''
Some are born in the locality
Yet always a stranger
As strange as they come
And no mistake
May as well be invisible
A stranger of no consequence
The stranger is inconspicuous
Ken D Williams
The Dyslexic Wordsmith
Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2014-04-20 at 21:16
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