Ghosts of Tomorrow
The graves of my youth
lay scattered behind me
Each headstone a failure
endorsed by my hand
A shroud covered memory
encloses my history
Where ghosts of tomorrow
roam—haunting my past
(St. David’s Church: September, 2022)
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