Me And Time

I want to hold onto

All those memories that flash by when I’m busy with something else

They were the ones meant to show the way

Not those who shout about their rights

In the blinding light of day

Waiting patiently for someone who never comes

But then a light appears, something entirely different

I scratch the dog’s back

The dog offers me his paw

A few days later, someone tried to get rid of him

My dad, without a word

But the dog came back

Straight into my arms

Striding proudly down the street where he lived

Fearless, my hero in a white cape

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Then comes a second flash

Turning the first memory to dust

We are wiser now; no one will impose anything on us

And everyone pretends nothing happened

I was there, yet not there at all

Watching those instinctive attempts to cross the line

Nothing looked or tasted right, and yet

I felt like a winner, because I knew

I was the good one

Someone else, the bad

A lack of understanding

Key issues overlooked, a sense of danger in the air

Someone rallied others to champion a flawed cause

I do not care, the right time will come

When all of this sees the light of day

Free from falsehoods and deceitful judgments

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Suspended between the present and the past

I steel myself for the third act

Gathering the shadows of things

Their kaleidoscopic images

Indelibly etched in my memory

I toil ceaselessly during the harvest

Only time keeps me company

We traverse the scorched earth

Nothing binds us; it is an infernal eternity

We, two prisoners on the road

Solitary wanderers on the right path

We ask for little, just a few coins and words

That we hold close to our hearts

One day we will tell the whole story

And it will be worth it

We gather our belongings

We walk toward the sun

Our past shrinks to a cloud in the sky

When the rain falls, it will wash it away

All those difficult verses

Will become the easiest to write down

Light as a feather, carrying no plague

Locusts will not bring us ruin

Only a good word will spread everywhere

Bringing news to those who had lost their way

That is all, and nothing more