Over Again

Standing at the crossroads
wondering
is this the place?
Follow the left path
turn to the right
walk straight ahead
who really knows?
Cobbled with broken promises
shattered dreams
tears 
etched with acid
into the stones.
History dances
beneath your feet
if only you stop to listen
to feel 
the sensations that flow over you
the ghosts whispering in your ear.
Promises
insinuated
a hint of noise
caressing your skin
seduction of the past
is there really any need to change?
Assailed
screams
hallucinations
realization that going forward
without change
means a repetition
of history
replete with horror
with genocide
with men who think they are king
ruling their own small inner sanctums
their own small fiefdoms.
Once upon a time
if given enough rope
idiots hung themselves
simple solution.
Natural evolution.
Today…..
the crossroads become a hangman’s gaol
innocents die
cretins rule
history continues to replay
over
over
over again
whilst humanity fails.
©June 4/19
Picture via Pinterest

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

I am a single hard working mom in her 40's. I have always written poetry and I love words. I live with depression and its ups downs. This is a space where I can create and write all that I need to.

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