Is It Poetry

(1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

The Enemy


Do you know who I am?
The death of good men hear me speak.
Sent back to the past
forward I looked here to where I am.

Anonymous your name I have said.
Compared the needs of the many,
you are one with the their own.

Laborers labored and you whom were one
returned to the forest and trees.
Returning around I see the face
and the face looking back is your soul.

Submitted: Thursday, July 25, 2013
Edited: Friday, July 26, 2013

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