The Enemy - Poem by James McLain
Do you know who I am?
The death of good men hear me speak.
Sent back to the past
forward I looked here to where I am.
Anonymous your name I have said.
Compared the needs of the many,
you are one with the their own.
Laborers labored and you whom were one
returned to the forest and trees.
Returning around I see the face
and the face looking back is your soul.
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