Forgotten

Forgotten

By N.A. Patin, C&P 2006

forgotten

like all fallen heroes

faces blanked out to zeroes

until death came near, though

they were forgotten

 

call me cynical

arrogant

heir apparent

to legacies sharing

nothing in common with fame

I remain

forgotten

 

put it all on me

the behind-the-scenes work

the behind-your-dreams

jerk

 

skeleton for frames of fame

I deconstruct majesty

ripping fourth walls

‘til they beg for amnesty

I make mics bleed

to heal sick fantasies

fallacies are never forgotten

 

not on your best-of lists

not your best friend

your best album

best kiss

 

probably your hardest dissed

therefore I remain

forgotten

 

don’t see me on trains

IV through veins of this city

sustenance vital

still forgotten

 

bitter sometimes

sweet always

bad but not rotten

 

picked me out of your brain

like seeds from your fruit

gave my genius boots

told me to start walkin’

keep steppin’

 

‘til I’m long gone

forgotten

 

but your children

will remember me

start revolutions in my memory

 

not checkin’ for your #1 spot

 

that’s how heroes get got

caught in nets of slander

 

I meander

ignored

transcend earth

to soar

 

above ego

limitless

eternal

 

freedom to

spurn this

life

 

forgotten

 

like all phat girls

black girls

 

to you

we all seem

wack girls

 

are now women

remembered

strong

 

restless

 

who can’t forget

can’t slip

 

equipped with

confidence

built on shifting sands

 

of time

 

we are never

in vogue

 

we are always

posed as inspiration

motivation

 

for rescue squads

hell-bent on capturing

beauty

 

opposite direction

of perfection

 

I am remembered so tough

 

that I stay forgotten

 

dismembered with lack of touch

 

caress my own skin

so my pieces don’t go rotten

 

eyes moist

with blood sweat

and cotton

 

no tears can be gotten

from shadows of

wounded warriors

 

we march past averted stares

wares too invaluable to price

so we remain shelved

 

forgotten