moe moe bob


Many People


Many people are here
Many people are not
Many people have left
Many people have come -
We have seen many people that are not here.
Many people have died
Many people have lived -
The many people we loved and do love, have gone and left us.
Many of our friends and family are lost
For fear has taken me.
The pieces have fallen and broken and can’t be fixed
Those pieces were my life
And now my life is gone
For I am alone with none to guide me through my time
I am alone
I am alone.

Submitted: Sunday, January 27, 2008

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  • Alex Klein (1/27/2008 7:23:00 PM)

    you said fear has taken you, huh? It's quite a battle sometimes, is'nt it? Keep reaching out though, thats how you know you're not alone. If these are you're words it hits perfect. Well forget the word perfect, but it hits all the same. In that I 'think' I understand you. At least you remind me of somethings I know about life. 'Know' is also a foolish word. Like perfect. Putting aside all those doubts of mine, you're poem, I don't. Anyone can read into something maybe nowhere near where the author intended, but that's one of the most intriguing things about art.

    You repeated 'I am alone'. For me, that stands out as knowing you're still with you. So 'alone' may not even exist... (Report) Reply

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