We Avoid The Past Poem by James McLain

Indelibly we are the products.
Looking through our own window to the past.
Our pain and grief holds on to tierd hearts.
Technology lets us see all the ghosts.
The misery of others we try to avoid.
Those faces in the street are our own.
Fear the great motivator that sees our tomorrows.
Trying to learn what hurts the others.
We as human beings try to evolve.
Knowing full well
that we must or all will be for naught.
Our own potential we see through the mirror.