What I Have Written Before And What I Want To Write Now Poem by RIC BASTASA

those were the rage of my youth
i was so political
and wrote all those protest poems
damning the government
for all its atrocities
i lost. The government won.
Someone, most of us, went to prison
but then
times change, situations go for the better
and then we were free
the trauma seeps inside the veins
of our brains
we learned to love silence
mellowed like orange
on a wooden tray.

not everything is over yet
we age, like you, we get old and old
and weak
and strong in wisdom
i suppose, and so i go back what i left before
unfinished
i am rewriting an old flame
feeling its heat that was there before
i am putting back those dead characters
in their strong determined dialogues

love is patient, love is gentle
love is strong, love is eternity
love goes beyond
time

i put the dialogues which i deleted before
when you left me because i was so crazy
about reforms
when i was so hardheaded about raging
in the storm

'i love you. Will you marry me? '
'Yes' she says yes this time.

The end.This is now the ending.
And i will not change it again.