Echoes – 5

Who am I, what is it I do?

There’s love and life, and me and you –

Did we not once come out this way?

Ah, yes. That was another day.

 

Another time, another place.

The days before the great disgrace.

And why can’t we go back again?

Some broken things cannot be fixed —

 

Like men

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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