I've come to understand

Heard no more, a tale told
full of sound and meaning nothing
I heard you speak the last syllable
with no compassion, blankness,
contradictions

I am walking in life's shadow
doing the best that I can
all the sadness it causes
and the weeping
so pathetic, so dismal
and does it not seem to you
soon we will be forgotten
scouring the alley for food
and this is what

I ask for more justice
and less charity.