Alex Fischer Poems

Long, long ago in my heart so full and pure
I loved some and many more
But this one I loved so singularly and pure
And she loved me with her heart so young (of which I adore)
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Decaying flesh riddles my head
Slowly dying, turning red
How far can I go on before I die?
Three more weeks and twelve days
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In the beginning after the Father of Time
Passed into a darkness the one of night
There from what he made
The six sons of time came to glade
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Spinning, twirling, whirling, curling
Mind is swimming full of thoughts lest
I come to a final conclusion of this test
And exit the stage of bleakness professed
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Clitter, clatter, people shatter
Racketeering, chitter-chatter
The rambunctious, they don’t matter
It’s the silent who seat the ladder
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The greatest gift that I have
Is not a material good
It is not a resource or an object
It is not a thing you can buy or make
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So many things that rule this life
Many of them come much more than twice
Many of them simply leave in a thrice
Yet a few of them stay deeply rooted in your life
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What is time if it does not respond?
Those damned things that all go wrong.
Albeit it be that life goes on too long,
I know my time is soon to come.
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Through life I climb right up a hill
This hill is so steep, yet even still
I climb, and I climb wanting to reach the top
The very top of this life of fraught
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Once you told me to hold you up
You told me to be there and tough
Well now I tell you I am rough
I am strong, more than enough
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