Dean Meredith Poems

History rewrites itself
First for the victor
In self glorification
And to cover the mistakes
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So here I am
Trying to keep it all together
Just like the other battlers
Little fish, avoiding the sharks
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The veins reveal
The beauty of skin
The inner grain
Of art again
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And I realized one thing
And it came easy
And with pride and sorrow
I realized I was much
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So I sat in the quiet room
With its seemingly endless distractions
Her light was flashingly bright
And could not possibly be ignored
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Through the dark
A procession of lights
Like glowing ghosts
All in a long line
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Looking pretty done
Man mirrors suck
She saw right through
My liquid stare
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Remembrance Day
I remembered the ones
I could remember
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I like the booty
But what did you have to do?
To get it
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He dreamed he was alive again
Before he joined the war
When life was innocent back then
His family quite poor
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