Years Long Past.

I walked

past the

old football field,

empty,

no gladiators,

no cheering crowds.
PUSH THEM BACK,

PUSH THEM BACK,

PUSH THEM WAY 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.

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