Once upon a time in America, we knew
nothing but childhood games, we all knew each other,
children brought together as friends, not knowing why,
elasticity ties knots between rubber bands
until those bands degrade, whither away and break,
proximity brought us together at a time
originally meant only for us, as planned,
nothing we ever knew about on the front end,
as we were all so young and could not understand
the reasons why children build bonds and get along,
in time, after ten years, we all drifted apart,
make the best of our lives, as adults in college,
even then we never lost touch, we remained close,
irretrievably bound to distant memories
no one remembers but for a fleeting moment.
America brought us together in friendship,
magnetic attraction bonded us as brothers,
even our mothers knew we were all of one tribe,
relatively speaking, we could not know how space
integrated with time to create our hometown,
classical mechanics does not discuss space-time
as a continuum of perceived difference,
whether or not we knew our karma, our past lives,
each of us got along as if we had always
killed and fought in trenches, in tanks, in bomber planes,
none of us ever knew for certain why we met,
even as an adult, I continue to ask
why things happen the way they do, people are strange.
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