My Past, Is It Me?

Time and Tide wait for no man
Yet, you lie
And a new dawn will come
With Insolent nature and furious drive…
An alien am I, are we, are you?… even to myself or us
Invoking saviours, who can but try
Yesterday’s memories tries to kill my today
And we are here, are we?
There are no keys for doors like these
Yearning for a freedom we have only imagined
Are we not to be witness to it?

Ian V. Seymour ©2012

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