The Past Poem by Anthony Smith

The Past

Rating: 4.0


How much longer
Will this torture last?
I want it to end.
And end real fast.

The past is there
As a memory in my mind.
For the end, I look
But cannot find.

The past is covered
With darkness and sin.
You want to hear it?
Where will I begin?

We’re all ashamed of the past.
So we won’t tell.
That because of the past,
Some burn in HELL!

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