Sunday, November 11, 2012

The tape

Images of past rewind in a mind
but suddenly an unprecedented error
and the tape splits and breaks
at the point of love.

Now in this new world order
there’s no manner and means
of joining again the damaged
that once reigned supreme.

But there’s a glitter and shine
on the road to the future
that neither holds a promise
nor the gift of life.

Yet walk we do one and all
proud of having so advanced
beyond the meaningful
and into the unknown.

How brave the multitudes
who sacrifice unknowingly
in their forgetfulness and disregard
of the seemingly outdated.

I’m not brave; I cannot be
when knowing that the point of love
is the place to stop, feel, see,
there’s no future without “you”!

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