Unsung

Graphic by Bruna Costa

To be them
To be among

Unsung
A breath through the
Lung
Unsung
Another pun
Another club
Unsung
Filled with love
Above all else
Unsung
So hearts don’t melt
Is it for fun?
Honor, prestige
There is none
Just remain
Unsung
Among the fallen
Among the forgotten
The lot of them
Unsung
Why don’t they sing
What does
Unsung
Truly mean
From one to a hundred seem
Unsung
They climb up the ladder
Rung by rung
By rung
Totally and wholly
Unsung

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