Present Tense


The best way to remember
Sometimes is to forget
To let the ash return to dust
And bury your regret

Don't weep for those long fallen
Don't hold your hate too dear
Don't let love be blindness
Nor paint your eyes with fear

First cause lies buried like a knife
In history's long lost side
There is no way to find it
Nor number those who died

Blood flows ever from our wounds
And pain we'll ever feel
Until our eyes, they turn ahead
And we learn how to heal

--Tonin, September 16 2016