Abstract illustration of Ken Martin
Illustration by Ken Martin

Suddenly (or maybe not so suddenly)

Everyone was gone…

Where are all the people who look like me and cared?

Where is anyone who REALLY cared?

You know, not the ones who will miss you when you’re gone.

The ones who would go all out to see that you didn’t leave. The ones who want to know whether you are safe. And call, ‘cause it means that much…to them.

Where is the love I pitched,

that is supposed to bounce back?