The Torch Cafe

Some (history) goes by unnoticed…

And so they’re tearing down the old
Historic Torch Cafe:
I saw the big earth movers as
I passed by yesterday

The dream, a highway diner where
The passers-by could eat:
For breakfast, lunch, or dinner
Or just stop for something sweet

That dream died long ago, it sits
Abandoned in the sun;
While so many who entered in
Have scattered, every one

Tuskegee, Alabama where
Much history’s been made:
But some goes by unnoticed, like
When local, small dreams

Torch (85) Cafe, Tuskegee, AL

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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