A World O Funk…. Damn-it! where is my band?

Your Story: Forgotten….. Shed of a shack

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Desolation is all that’s left.

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In another time

Purposeful proud I Stood.

But now

Ghostly figures wait in line

That used to snake up and around…

Sounds of  kids waiting, complaining being impatient

Or others laughing  and running or walking by…

looking in

Making fun of  the person

Inside of me. Using me, I’m  practical

The screams of fun and delight are now, but echos.

Times gone by, long long ago

In somebody’s head, heart, this place

Holds memories of   grand gatherings

Friends, family, neighbors,  lovers , enemies

Memories  which will stand the test of time

The days of this building

This shed of a shack

No longer  vital and in dis -use

Now the only


Is Decay


Author: Funkangeles

Finding myself one story at time..and... Really, where are you? My Band.. Musically inclined to encourage humans and non humans, to enjoy themselves...

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