This Poem was Submitted By: arnie s WACHMAN On Date: 2006-08-13 08:53:46 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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For What?

Do not forget me tho my bones may be old. Do not forget the tribulations and trials suspended by the moon whose waves it pulls Back and forth Back and forth (much like life), and the sun that rises and sets, rises and sets and takes a day to travel to you and I. (a simple phone call would eliminate that). While people bicker  and fight and scrap for worthless dirt, for their individuality and their egos. What is their identity  beneath the stone that reads… Here lies…

Copyright © August 2006 arnie s WACHMAN


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