September 11 Poem by Lev Brekhman
September 11
For the past to die,
You only have to live.
Yourself with the stars to rhyme,
There'll be no time to grieve.
The greatest cemetery of all
Is the one for the past.
For the present - a shopping mall,
And the goods you can trust.
Thursday, October 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: irony
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