What Memories Make Us

We’ve forgotten

Who we once were

(Though our names

Are a big clue)

And what we once did

(Though it’s right before

Our eyes)

 

And the past

Is just the history

Of a separate race

Now dead and gone

 

And we walk around

Like it’s never

Been done

Before

 

Like we’re something

New and exciting

 

Only

We’re forgetting

The millennia past

 

 

We’ve forgotten

Who we once were

What we once did

 

Yet we talk

Like a race

Wise with years

 

And destroy

Like a people

Raised on ruin

 

 

Have we forgotten?

Or do we just choose

Not to remember.

Reviews

[EMP]

wow... that's really... i don't know the word... it's so powerful (all your poems are...) but it just makes you think, and realise what humans do... it's amazing and the end is awesome... there's nothing more to say :o