THE THINGS WE HAVE SEEN, A Poem R.M. Engelhardt

R.M. ENGELHARDT POET AUTHOR WRITER

THE THINGS WE HAVE SEEN

The new voices of
New generations

Become
The old words
For the same
Fight

The lines
Are drawn

The artist or
Writer, poet
Steps forward

Believe that
They are something
Different, something
Revolutionary

Reincarnating yet
Another
Dead transmission

From another time
And place

The dust of all
Angels & saints

Demons & prophets

Dug up
From the
Grave

Proclaiming

I AM I !

As the poets
And the dreamers
Once again become
The holy men

Leading us
Out of the desert
Of our own
Obsessions

With the cast
Of a living purgatory

For they have read
All of the ancient texts
Heard of all the urban legends

Of those
Who have walked
This earth

Long before them

As the children

Cast out the ghosts
Hoping to change
The world

Screaming
All the same words

That have already
Been said

Damning them
& damning themselves
For

The things which
We have seen

The things which
We have already heard

Before

In the dying
Of someone else’s

Light

Someone else’s
Soul

II.

The sun rises
& sets upon
All of us

The earth

Spins and we live

That is it

That is all

And nothing

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