A. David Abraham Poems

Summer and fall of 1918
100 years ago
When all our boys came home
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Today when I woke up
Walked around
Felt the concrete
Everything felt new
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Sometimes when I wander way
I take the often ride
It splits, it splats
It goes that way
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Time and time and time again
Time passes by

Till there is no end
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Long languid days
Horrific in their length and breath
Reminder of all left undone
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The enormity of time weighs upon me

I wish I could dance further, love more
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People's lives are circles

Intersecting, meeting
Then dispersing
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There might have been a day
When I looked at his love
Somewhere when I walked that way
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Doomsday is coming soon
For you and me
And for all who live free
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Watch and listen
The way the world moves
The way the wind blows
Oftentimes for nothing
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