It's Called Spring Poem by Stephen Brian Brady
It's Called Spring
can't stop this invasion
can't call it fear
can't say it's delusion
can't recall last-year
can't say there's a script
can't join in the play
can't remember the moves
can't think what to say
can't fake an illusion
can't be without blame
can't cause this confusion
can't fire without pain
can't say with no voice
can't touch what is there
can't hear for the noise
can't see for the glare
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