Immortality – My First Poem – 1985

I forged my first poem at the age of 20, thinking at the time I would make a dent in this world.  Hah, but I applaud my young bravado.  It sounds a little sing song but here goes: 


History listens to a valiant cry – men like Caesar never die – such men know not death – for the wind echoes with their immortal breath.

Plato and Byron – you are not gone – before me you came – and after me you shall live on.

Javelins through time – piercing generations – you are the heroes of a thousand nations.

Fly your chariots low in the sky – and listen – for in my voice – you will hear the immortal cry.

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