Those who left wanting fortunes and looking for a better way leave behind only emptiness and heartbreak in this sad little poem.
Wanting Fortunes
They left wanting fortunes
stories to tell their own
laughing in high spirits
hopes heard in their tone
They left for something better
giving more than they had
confident in their success
there could be nothing bad
They left a long time ago
not a word heard since
now silence on the subject
their names invoke a wince
-Poem by Justin Germino
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