Dissolving Memories Poem by Bryan Taplits

The memories one has one would think
May be lively,
For example, and chant how you‘ve sinned,
Yes it's lovely to revisit passed memories-
Where you can greet where you have been.
But if you don't have your memories
It's like the seasoning has gone out of your chow,
All your past travels have passed, whizzing by you,
There is no reminiscing- there is only 'what's now.'
You lived but were never alive
There is no proof that can card one's unsuspecting mind,
Yes, one may look for those memoirs of all your passed tours-
But, there's no red light, no green light, no signs.