Back Again? Poem by Edwina Reizer

Back Again?



How many times have I died before?
Much too many I'm sure.
The years and centuries are long gone,
yet here I am again.
Am I not content to dwell in peace
where war does not destroy men?

Must I insist and never accept
that this planet seems doomed to its fate?
Or am I an optimistic fool that wanders
towards an opportunistic date?
Surely there will come a time
when the dust and bones will sift
into the hearts of humanity
and allow their bodies to lift
to the level of the soul
that knows and feels its plight.

Another time, another place,
another me with a different face
is back again to try,
to try an figure out why
this strange lure won't leave.
It will never bring truth.
It will always deceive.
But there's something about this big old earth
that draws me in like a magnet.

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