Apathy, sweet apathy,
What have you not done for me,
Not disagreed, nor concurred,
Quietly not said a word,
Whether I laugh or grieve
You’ve worn indifference on your sleeve,
I’d salute your lack of care,
If I could get up from this chair.
About the Creator
Ken Donner
Been writing since I was 9 years old or so.
Can't help myself.
It's how I'm wired.
A multitude of verse.
"I may never learn to fly, but keep the sky above me open, just in case."
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