Trite phrases galore
Memory plays tricks with time
Mirages that with the years
Made believe what was unreal.
If I had thought I would have lived so long
Or come to this sad sorry pass
I guess I would have said-pass
But time trickled on
Like sand in the hourglass
There's a perpetual reason to go through the years
Amazing as it may well seem
Some think its destiny
And others a form of being free
And here in the midst of modernity
What is the belief that keeps people scurrying
Jumping running sprinting panting
Living lives that build and build
Mushroom clouds, and you and me and them
And women free and unfree
Walls that are higher and higher
Time, pass me by please
Leave me against this old stone wall
Just leave me be.
Copyright Rani Turton 2008
Rani Turton
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/forgetting-but-not-forgotten/
