The Past….It Never Lasts!


The past it was
The good and bad
The sad and glad
It never lasts
Enough to say
That this is life
For come what may
We be yet undefined
Unwritten rhyme
The kind that dreams
It seems or dreadful things
Are made of every day
And so we say
We are a work in progress
Or regression making no
Concession here
We are the makers
And the gambling
Shakers of the dice of  our own
Living force a life of strife
Or peace we each bequeath
Our destiny in reach of self and other

© K Barr


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