Pack-That-Past Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Pack the past.
And keep it leaving.
Don't you let it linger,
One moment to grieve.
So..
Pack-that-past.
And...
Let it go.
Don't you be the one to feel,
Down and low.

Be the one to catapult,
Up off your feet.
Quick and swift.
Say good-bye to all your alibis.

Be the one to catapult,
Through despair.
Feel the breeze,
Breathe in the sweetened air.

Pack-that-past.
And keep it leaving.
Pack-that-past.
To let it go.
Pack-that-past.
It's not worth you grieving.
Don't be one perceiving down is where to go.

Pack the past.
And keep it leaving.
Don't you let it linger,
One moment to grieve.

Just pack-that-past.
Be the one to catapult.
Feel the breeze.
And fresh air.

Why can't you pack-that-past.
To let go.
Down is not the way you really want to go.
Catapult,
From everything...
That has you grieved.
Catapult,
There's nothing from the past you will need.
Catapult,
From everything...
That has you grieved.
Catapult,
There's nothing from the past you will need.
Just...
Pack-that-past.
And...
Let it go.
Don't you be the one to feel,
Down and low.