We’ll Never Know and Never Care

This empty, gutted ghost shelter – long abandoned –
Stony walls and rusty roof skeleton of a once happy home –
Or was it?
Maybe the father of two drank himself into oblivion –
Maybe the mother of three whored her way to hell –
Maybe the firstborn son ran laughing into prison.
We’ll never really know and never really care.



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