Enigma - Poem by David Wood
Does the past control us
Or do we control the past?
If what we are told by historians
About some consequences
Of an historical action, do we
Control that fact or does the fact
The consequences of an action
Can condemn in the future, or
Be a salvation, whichever the
Case may be, perhaps the
Past we may not be able to
Control but neither can we control
The future, only the present.
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