Memory Serves - Poem by Rowan Welch
Names are not faces,
Regardless of what memory serves.
If so, my face is split,
And personality proven nonexistent.
I am not healed yet;
My soul proves quite resistant.
The past-offering futures;
The present-dictated by history.
Forget not, however,
That the present has power over past.
For what’s past has not passed,
And is therefore not past.
What remains is your choices;
They govern many things.
Will is very important-
If you are to be anything.
So remember this truly,
forgotten things bear mystery.
But what’s evident is you,
And your control over history.
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