Leftovers...

What remains,
     are you unchanged
or have the years and tears
     had their way leaving only
what is left behind?

     Are you left blind
for all the acts of kindness gone unnoticed
     done, not for show or glory
but because it was the right thing
    while posers beat their breasts
crying alligator tears, telling their story
     on prime time national TV?

     What do you seek,
a chance to speak unfettered?
    As perhaps unlettered as you be
is not the truth as plain to see?
    Am i the only one who believes
there is nothing new under the sun
    and the foolishness begun
when men first gazed upon the stars
    and tried to reach them
didn't teach them anything
    least of all humility?....
  
Is what remains what's left
      the road not taken, second best
the wrong case studied, the failed test
   the contingency plan for having second guessed?
Is what remains what refuses to change,
     the security blanket in forest strange,
the jumbled puzzle still needing to be arranged
     the tiger pacing in too small a cage?...