Years Long Past

John Prophet

I walked

past the

old football field,

empty,

no gladiators,

no cheering crowds.


PUSH THEM BACK,

PUSH THEM BACK,

PUSH THEM WAAAAAY BACK!


Just echoes

of the games

once played.

Just memories

of those standing,

watching

the turmoil

on the field of

battle,

young warriors

in their armor

girded for

war.


Distant images

of time long past.

People

I once knew,

no longer

remembering

their names.

November winds

again

blowing

in my hair,

what little

I have left.

I wonder

what paths

all those

people

took?

I guess I'll

never know.

  • Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 8th, 2017 14:34
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Simple-Man87

    Wow. I loved it. Great write.

  • bwilliams

    It's sad how fast time goes sometimes. At least we have our memories, I guess. Loved your poem!

    • John Prophet

      Thank you BW for reading my work...

      • bwilliams

        You're welcome!



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