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Reject's Ballad
A short poem on an outcast of society.
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A Reject’s Ballad-

Tuck me in bed and let my say my prayers
And let me bundle up between the layers
My cow hasn’t jumped the moon yet though it’s trying to
And when you look at it, I’m a reject through and through

With a knick-knack-paddy-wack, give the dog a bone
And here I come a tumbling home
Thought I’m not the person I used to be
Fill my boat with memories; let me sail off to sea

I don’t have friends, though I’ve been here a while
Haven’t seen much to make me smile
People don’t care about people they don’t know
People claim they’re just going with the flow

I can say my life’s been no living hell
But it’s also been no heaven as well
No angelic choir’s praising my name
I’ve only got a nobody’s fame

I hide my face beneath a thousand masks
As I set off on my Herculean tasks
Which are trying to make people care
And stopping those who take more than their fair share

I’m rummaging through the garbage of life
Clothes on my back and in my pocket, a knife
People are hysterical and think I’m a threat
They hide me from their children and just fret

People don’t care that I’m on the streets alone
As long as they manage to get their own
I’m a failure to them and a failure I’ll stay
From the moment they meet me to my dying day

People aren’t nearly as nice as they claim to be
Give them your huddled masses and they won’t let them free
I’ve been left to sing for all meals
I can’t tell you how bad it feels

I’ve really got no place to hide
No one will take this reject inside
They cast me out like they do to every poor soul
They even threw out Joseph because the inn was full
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