Paid no attention to his scars
It wasn't as cold as once remembered
"One step at a time," He'd say
As he forwards into repetition.
He has no cause for a revolution
Only the reasons to drown
He'll take those promises to his grave
The rest remain above the ground.
His life meant nothing to him then
And it means nothing to him now
Another vagrant caught downwind
Nameless, faceless
Falling down.