shimon weinroth Poems

I Came I saw I Fancied

My eyes tell me what I see
Psyche agrees, that it is so
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When you're young
You catch on fast

When you're old
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I sit in a bunker
sleep in a bomb shelter
Play and Wonder
Why I can't go home
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True Sophism

Today
Was tomorrow
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Sensed and Insensible

I gazed at the stars
And the stars twinkled back
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Mixed Sophism

Chaos preceded
In the beginning
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Drawn Too

A rainbowed scene
Of soft colors
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Before going off to war
You need to be blessed
By those, who will stay at home
To protect your interests
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I am what I am
First person
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When string
And reed instruments don't mesh
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