It's Too Late Poem by Jeffrey Philip Clegg
It's Too Late
When I was in
high school,
before I could play
an electric guitar
worth a damn,
I wanted to form a band
and call it
Broken Warrior.
Now that I'm a
broken warrior,
I wish I could go
back in time,
to high school,
where I was a
long haired
loner,
and fix myself.
But,
it's too late,
and my hair
is so damned
short now
anyway...
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