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Look Past What Meets the EYE

Charles Stokes

I am old and gnarled with age
I am the poignant letter
I am the survivor of many wars
I fought and won the battles, but-
I can no longer carry freedoms torch
I am frail and jaded with time
I am you and you are me
What is it that you would have me do?
I am yesterday, you are today,
Who is tomorrow?
What is it that we should do?
Yes, Look Past What Meets the EYE

© Charles Stokes