UNTITLED LOSS It's not as if the townspeople cried Not like the dogs barked Not like the children howled. It's not as if the neighbors mourned Not like the forest shed its beauty The mountains cowered in despair. It's not as if it were obvious Not like everyone knew It's not like they cared where or who. It's not as if they would remember Not like they would try He would not be their problem. It's not as if he were noble Not like he should be saved Not like anyone would cry. It's not as if he mattered Not like they thought he did Not like it were written down. It's not as if the boy were doomed Not like he deserved it He was only hidden in the crowd. He was only hidden in history. Written in 2002. Poetry