Charles Lara

3's Are Wild - Poem by Charles Lara

Today is
the same day
I was born and
I am the same age
as Jesus was
before he
met his creator
before he let
himself get nailed
onto the cross
while befriending a thief
for mercy
shattered by tears
of an ending existence
counting off seconds
the movement
of the Three o’ clock sun...
I see my reflection of
thirty three years inside
the mirror of salad days
and remember the youth
of fools gone by
and walk out into a city
where I’ll make it a point
not to forget
how he walked
immortality home

Comments about 3's Are Wild by Charles Lara

  • Deanna More (6/1/2006 11:01:00 PM)

    ...'remember the youth of fools gone by..'
    Among many others, this is my favorite line from this scripted waterfall of thought.
    Very inspirational. I read this poem from beginning to end..4 times!
    Thank you for sharing!

    Deanna xx
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  • (5/1/2006 12:03:00 AM)

    Yup it's a good thing to remember.. love the poem Charles.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 23, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, July 17, 2010

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