“Accept The Unedited Past Without Any Change”
So little or so much lie in the past,
People and performances perfected with a blast.
In the wink of an eye, it went fast,
To leave us in a conditional overcast.
Those days and nights will not change,
Try not to tamper or rearrange.
All’s written down along the range,
Now, everything seems a little strange.
Shun not memories that cannot be forgotten,
What in black and white, are already written.
Bitter or sweet, events harden, soften or smitten,
Issues viewed as uncomfortable and rotten.
History will be read but cannot be edited,
A real life lived and scripted, not animated.
If worthy and hearty, it may be imitated,
Others find interested, otherwise, wasted.
Words spoken and gone, cannot now erase,
The twists and turns traversed during that phase.
Now, a present and future summon a case,
Contingent on a foundation with a proven base.
Seasons upon seasons adept with reasons accept,
What many moons kept with an individual concept.
The passage of time swept the flowing tide to intercept,
When man wept but nature perseveres to its precept.
By Jai Lall