An Old Worn Shoes

Discarded in the gutter,

Trailed by the way of my journey,

A pair of my old worn out shoes

Never to walk in the streets again.

As my body rolled onto the gurney

To throw me away in the death chamber,

 

My gnarled toes and feet

Stuck in earth by the burden

Of my head to toe,

Wetted in blood tickling sweats

I create during my whole life.

Tucked inside the shoes,

Never I’d take my shoes off from my feet.

 

Which made every walks of my life

Comfortable in the streets,

Alas! Someone put off my shoes

To throw away in the gutter. 
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