Just a Shadow

He’s just a shadow, just a shade
Basking in the afterglow
Caught between the light and oblivion
He’s got no place left to go

Promises that once were made
Cast in solid gold, they said
Promises now disappeared
Just dust upon the wind, long dead.

He’s drowning in the fumes of fame
Clinging to what might have been
Slowly slipping out of sight
Scared that he was never seen

He’s just a shadow, just a shade
Fading in the afterglow
Heading from the light to oblivion
There’s only one place he can go.

About George Fripley
I am a writer who enjoys writing humour, satire, poetry and sometimes a bit of philosophy. I live in Perth, Western Australia and occasionally get a poem or article published. It's all good fun! I have two books available for unwary readers, Grudges, Rumours and Drama Queens- The Civil Servant's Manual (This contains all that anybody could ever want to know about why government runs so slowly) and More Gravy Please! - the Politician's Handbook. (available through Amazon). Real name Peter Tapsell...just started off writing under a pseudonym and kept going.

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