The World Didn t Notice We Left

A cycle of poems «This Is How We Disappear»

No bells rang. No sky cracked open wide.
We slipped through cracks in the concrete tide.
No one turned. No one cared.
Just gears grinding… and silence… and air.

We built the towers, we wired the lights,
Sweated our lives in the factory nights.
Nameless hands on an endless shift -
Fuel for the machine that never gives a gift.

Our faces blurred in the camera feed,
Lost in the data, the cold decree.
No eulogy typed, no flag at half-mast -
Just code erased as the system passed.

We screamed, but sound was swallowed whole,
Drowned by the rhythm of the turning soul.
No hand reached down from the glassy spire -
Just algorithms… counting fire.

The world didn’t notice we left,
No gasp, no tear, no final text.
We vanished slow in plain daylight,
Swallowed by shadows, out of sight.
No monument, no mournful strain -
Just silence where we bled and remained!

She clocked in late with a child at home,
Paid every bill, died all alone.
Her badge expired, her file got purged,
No one asked why she’d never emerged.

He gave his years to the midnight grind,
Left behind only a bent nametag, signed.
They wiped his desk by nine A.M. -
Another ghost in the system’s stem.

We mattered once - or so we thought -
But progress chews and leaves us naught.
No epitaph on the steel-clad wall…
Just static humming: you meant nothing at all.

The world didn’t notice we left,
No gasp, no tear, no final text.
We vanished slow in plain daylight,
Swallowed by shadows, out of sight.
No monument, no mournful strain -
Just silence where we bled and remained!

We were not kings. We were not thieves.
Just cogs in the dark, lost among the sleeves.
But still - we lived. Still dared to feel.
Still loved, still broke, still knew it was real.

Now drones patrol where we once stood,
Scanning for flaws in vacant wood.
But deep beneath the fiber lines…
Our whispers pulse through fractured signs.

So let the servers blink and lie,
Let history scroll on, cold and high.
We were here. We fought. We fell.
And though forgotten… we were well.

The world didn’t notice we left…
But we were real.
We were real.