<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392432" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Weight You Carried from the Start, My Friend...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">At Genesis we sang, learned to hold hands<br>And then abandoned one, the other too<br>Disappearing through the world, men strange and new</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Unable to express the loss, to sing or cough<br>Or even to admit the weight<br>We carried down the road, inside a common soul</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That space, that place of emptiness<br>To which some part within us fell, since we let go<br>The grip we held when juvenile and brave</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We would not give it voice, to comfort<br>And assist, that it was both of us who bore<br>The weight and felt the loss the same</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We could not ask, what kind of love, my friend, <br>Among loves manifold, are we? <br>What love is worthy of our name, what place</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In you is that cold corner where I lay? <br>Will you once lift a hand to find<br>And touch the place in me? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When we were teens, I kissed your future wife<br>And now thirty years on, it's late, as you<br>Might say, to make a fuss of life</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I've been scared, I've never dared<br>To push on your home gate<br>To ask if you remember where</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We put these heavy things, and if<br>They can be disinterred<br>To celebrate our love again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To England I returned, and watched the birds<br>Above you, as you hauled the weight of all<br>The expectation and uniqueness of your soul</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your back and talents hurt like hell.<br>My weight is less, don't be afraid, I'll bring<br>My new creations lightly to your side.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>(For D.P.)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frank+Bana">Frank Bana</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392432" data-title="The Weight You Carried from the Start, My Friend... de Frank Bana" data-description="At Genesis we sang, learned to hold hands And then abandoned one, the other too Disappearing through the world, men strange and new Unable to express the loss, to sing or cough Or even to admit the weight We carried down the road, inside a common..."></div> </div> </div>

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