The Past Poem by Megan Frame

A Second can change a life,
Plunge it in to toil or strife.
It happens every day,
In every single way.

Change comes fast,
For a lifetime, it can last.
Forever, it will be that way,
No matter how hard you pray.

We can pretend,
Our wounds can mend,
But some part of us will always know,
It was not always so.

No matter how we try to fix the fray,
The consequences stay.
No, no matter how hard we try,
We cannot change what's gone by.

The Past, we cannot suture.
But we can change our future.