Dismay May Be Dismissed After Dismay Neil Butler Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

As Phoenix from burnt ember
dismissed scope lost, dismay
cost much, turned May December
that little could allay.

Remember much more,
say less defies success,
from blindness mind restore
empowerment express.

When moments matter
leave naught unsaid
avoiding pitter-patter
Hope helps to get ahead.

I didn't think to remember
thoughts lost to dismay
But in my own time
I'll chase my demons away

I forget a little more
and I say even less
Its all in the mind
I can never express

Moments that matter
things go unsaid
No matter how I try
I can never get ahead