Poem for “Locked Out” – Untitled

Locked out, I've returned with hopes of homecoming, 
but have found I've been erased, blocked out. 

Empty spaces where once I played have been transformed
by frocked business people with stern, gray faces

which seem to ridicule and mock those childhood dreams.
These are the same friends from my youth, their hearts

have hardened in the cruelest rock formations. Days of 
strife and distrust have locked their innocence away.  


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