November 1986


late at night

he sits

in his room



and weeping


memories of

better days

brighter hopes

too clear a mirror

of the truth


what was once

is gone

a newer page

is being writ

down a saint

up a demon

unfeeling brother

now holds sway


and life goes on

and on

and on


Late at Night
A poem by Peter Rhebergen

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