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Michael Marchese
Poems
Dec 2016
An Epitaph
Weep not for me
I found release
From all the pain
In heart, in mind
In every day
I felt each chain
Just wash away
Look to those tides
And tiny toes
For your white sand
The truth of all
By these oceans
I still stand
And feel so small
Pray not for me
It too shall cease
The love, the hate
The things we hold
What God hath wrought
All we create
From conscious thought
Instead rejoice
This comes from you
My Mother Earth
Tended my seed
From root to tree
To seek rebirth
And set me free
Mourn not for me
I made my peace
Under the sun
In life, in death
To just existΒ Β
To be as one
To self-desist
So watch me fly
For 'neath your wings
You let me hide
Then from the nest
You let me soar
Now hear with pride
My lion's roar
Written by
Michael Marchese
30/M/California
(30/M/California)
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