Early (A Sonnet) - Poem by Max Reif
I died in sleep. Back now before the dawn,
Let's see if I can brave the winds of time
And be ennobled by my deeds —no pawn
Stuck fast in atavistic habits' slime.
The brew of life’s the same in a new cup!
What can I do today that I could not?
For starters, the world sleeps and I am up
To contemplate anew the drama’s plot.
A veteran of many wars of days,
I know my army’s strengths and how it fights.
Command your forces, will! Pass through that maze!
Do battle with the enemy on the heights!
Alas, more is required than I intend:
It’s with my own weaknesses I contend!
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