AS AN OLD MAN I STILL WANDER BACKWARDS

AS AN OLD MAN I STILL WANDER BACKWARDSAS AN OLD MAN

I STILL WANDER

BACKWARDS

I will be silent.

I shall not speak of death

I shall not speak of these things

Anymore

For when I was a young man

I believed in peace

Before towers fell

And soldiers died

And after blood

And the media

Monsters

Vultures

Took the place

Of lives

Of hopes

Of dreams

Before

The scythe &

The sword

Became mightier

Than our love

Or the pen

In the days when

I used to write

Sonnets, songs

Poems

No

I shall remain silent

I shall no longer

Speak of these things

These words

These dreams

Peace

Anymore

No more

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