Poetry

Monday, 21 February 2022

2020 visions

 in twenty twenty

I wish'd seen what twenty twenty two would have been

But if I saw or if I'd seen

I'd have had to have had a time machine

For nothing's lost and nothing's gained

But what we remember in our brains

And vision of a future scene

Is not worth as much as having been

And lived the life that could have been or should have been


Somethings are given and some forgiven

Some are taken and some forsaken

And if you make or try to shake them

In the kaleidoscope of dreams

Well shadows awaken in shallow streams

And darkness creeps into forgettable seams

You thought you'd papered over 

And glued shut the cracks

But being human means there are things man lacks

And woman too is not perfect

Only she needs to be reminded 

While showing sufficient respect

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