Meanwhile, Melody Muses…

She is not unique;

no, she lies in a vast burial ground,

one soul among the masses.

Hers is the road of the Discarded,

the Abandoned,

the Utterly Forsaken.

When honour abdicates

and love is renounced,

something has to give;

so here she lies,

expelled for the sake of the fresh-faced and lithe-limbed,

scrapped like  defunct government programming,

tossed overboard in a game of chess

where she is Queen no more.

Who will pick up the pieces

in a world where

love lies littered,

dispatched,

where souls lie

Discarded?