The Past We Can't Dislodge Poem by Meng Lim Dr
The Past We Can't Dislodge
The past so often
roars, seldom whispers
too pent up and ferocious
its doors it doesn't close
much has to do
with hurt and blame
it acts in nemesis
and calls you a bad name
while the present
is seeking its calm
after the storms
hoping for a brighter outcome
the future is yet to come
its unknown feature we don't know
much as we want the past to dislodge
it follows us like an unrelenting shadow
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