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Jan 2015
He seen it before
Death
It comes and goes
Taking those he loved
Leaving him behind
Like a used up drug
He's been on this earth
Long before dust
Watch it progressed like dawn
So many things change
But still he remains
Cursed by life
Begging death to take his hand in matrimony
Only to be left at the altar
Him an the years became friends
He's embraced the seasons as cousin
Wrapped winter in summers love
He watch the volcanos give birth to new land
Sat behind the scenes as the Mayans where wiped away
Saw first hands at the Indians demolished by the English diseases
His bitter eyes recorded it all
Each wrinkle holds a tragic story
His head hangs low from the many deaths he seen
He sees the pattern
He knows the ending
He'll be here to watch his premonition come true
The destruction of the earth
Over the decades
He watch it grow  
He witness its first steps
Heard its first words
But until that day comes
He'll watch many more go before him
Written by
devante moore  24/M
(24/M)   
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