Read Poem: It Was, Is, Will be, by Adad Joel Warda

I once was a…
Felt like a…
Thought like a…
Did like a…
Talked like…
…someone
Am I still me?

Memories fading,
Buildings fall,
People change,
I see it all.
But why?

I yearn for more…
I feel it.
I hear it.
I see it.
Just through the door.

What are we?
We’ll never know.
A movie without an ending.
A prayer without meaning.
To live…
To dust…
No more.

They think I am.
I think I am.
I know I am.
We think we are.
I know we are.
Who am I?

I shall be,
Can be,
Will be,
Must be,
Or maybe…
I’ll just be.

A thought…
A feeling…
A memory…
A dream.
Flowing down a running stream.

It was.
It is.
It will be.
It shall be.
It must be.
It can’t be.
Fleeting…
Fading…
Faltering…
Rest.

I woke up this morning and opened my eyes.

There was light.

Goodnight.

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