I say to the lead
Why did you let yourself
Be cast into a bullet?
Have you forgotten the alchemists?
Have you given up hope
In turning into gold?

Nobody answers.
Lead.  Bullet.  With names
Such as these
The sleep is deep and long.

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Poet: Charles Simic (Charles Simic Art)
Poem: Poem Without A Title
Volume: The Major Young Poets
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