Andrei played his sport.
Andrei joked with me.
Andrei liked the fort.
Andrei liked to make me laugh.
Andrei knew what was enough.
Andrei read his book.
Andrei worked with you.
Andrei liked the scoop.
He made you learn 'bout the world.
Andrei liked to help you hoard.
You and I saw him
In the light so dim.
And you know what I mean:
That Andrei doesn't exist.
Only we can see his wish.
We could have gone away,
We could have fought like this,
We could have decided
To ruin or help him.
We can go away,
We can fight like this,
You and I decide
To ruin or help him.
This ain't as it seems
When decision comes
From people like us.
(October 14, 2011)
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Poetry Collection
PoetryA collection of the poems I wrote and the dates when I wrote them.