One Man

Fri, 01/13/2017 - 18:48 -- Wcran72

I met a friend, white as snow
He walked a million miles,
Two hundred times the Nile,
To face his foe

He walked and his clothes became dirty
The man was now a little over thirty,
And when he saw his foe
He began to slow

Because what he saw he could not fathom-
What he looked upon was a great chasm,
And in it, stood him from thirty years ago

Now I know how this could be-
I am the Foe,
One Man, just me

This poem is about: 
Our world



Everytime I read my poem I somehow find a new meaning in it. I hope I can win this scholarship!

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