Etc. Poem by D.P. Lukich

Etc.



My eyes well for those who fell,
life's turns shall never tell,
though the twists aren't always cruel,
it seems the cruelty rules.

They have departed.
Bridgeville to Charon's crossing.

Life losses can be counted,
though life's crosses may not.

Those who may have been touched won't be.
and yet it hurts to say,
but
etcetera, etcetera, et-cetera...

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