Hackpoems

Forgetful space
This peaceful place
Fruits of time
Laid her seeds here

She won't ever appreciate
She's a forgotten space now.
For now, we can only hope for this place.
For why, though? And thing we'll never know.

Forgetful space
This peaceful place
After this
The king of the crop
Seems to be a forgotten face

No direction, these things seem
You're not alone, motherland
I walk right beside you
Along with many more.

We've travelled your distances
Long and far
Tall and wide
And we're just as forgotten
And lost through the haze
Of the insanity loop's maze

As if this will prove much
Except to add onto my confusion
Oh, peaceful place
This forgetful space.