camp fire
I sat
With the elders
With their
Fire
Of then
We chewed
The fat
And the day
Told stories
Of how it was
And things
To come
They shared their
World
And I
Took
Time
To listen
But their time
Passed
And still
I am here
And we don't
Sit
Around a fire
Anymore
Or even
A table
And the world
They shared
Was the lessons
They learned
Of war
And bombs
And what
Put me here
Now
And I am here
And I listened
And some of
What they did
Screwed me up
And some of
What they said
Was wrong
And their
Forest of evil
Contained nothing
But trees
And you can tell
The things
You say
But I am
Me
And I know
Where I came from
And tales
Of smoke
Lead only
To fires
Which burn
Ideas
That as people
We are yet
To learn
Anthony
Sat 21st Feb 2015 20:01
I don't know how to answer that Lauren.
Thanks for reading ;-)