I stare at what has gone-
I watch it,
Consider it-
Others try to forget,
But-
I don’t.
I study,
Take Notes-
Ever the careful student;
As others avert their eyes
I learn-
Missteps,
Blood,
Revolution,
Despair-
I can’t forget,
Nor overlook-
If I don’t study,
How will we learn?
If I don’t relive-
How will we live?
Others forget that it is a cycle-
They always forget-
The past is lined with fangs-
That the present forgets,
And they leave bites that are always fatal