When it comes to poetry
I feel like David
Before he went out to meet Goliath
Saul offered him his armour
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This evening
As I sit
Under the locust tree
The song of the birds
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Tonight
As I sit
Under the locust tree
Letting my dinner digest
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There is something strange
About naming a cemetery Mount Pleasant
After all, it is a place
Where the dead are momentarily
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You say we need peace
With this I agree
But war will never cease
As long as this world
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