Forgiven Not Forgotten

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/12/21/prompt-forgive/

Maggie really messed my mind

I couldn’t focus, couldn’t find

She played with my full deck

The eighties were a nightmare ’cause

I hated all she said, no pause

In drivel. Flippin’ heck!

 

Such a feeling in my heart!

My first to loathe, an awful start

To hate another person

Hearing her on my TV

Could fill my soul with misery

I had to stop from listening

 

If only just to stop the tide

Of hatred that I felt inside

So angry at her reason

How could she quote St. Francis when

Her charity was stripped barren

All I felt was treason

 

That such a one should preach to us

Say she knew because she was

A simple grocer’s daughter

Stripped industry, denationalised,

So many hated and despised

When her minions said all ought to

 

‘Get on your bikes! Go find the work!’

‘No shysters here! Don’t try to shirk!

There’s work for those that matter.’

Of course, the truth was underplayed

Really it was not relayed

That employment was all scattered

 

Across the country far and wide

Leave family and home to find

Or else you get no dole

Humble men with working pride

In earnest, they began to fight

To make themselves feel whole

 

For ethic of the working man

Is so important in their plan

To feed and house those closest

Being called a layabout or worse

Felt like Tories had all cursed

Those who work the most

 

In Scottish land the hate was great

We felt it. God, we filled with hate

At woman and her peers

I shouted and I walked the streets

Demonstrated, fought for weeks

And months and many years

 

Eventually I tired of

The hatred fuelled by her because

It drained my spirit so

I stood at last in public forum

Relinquished feelings of all harm

I really let it go

 

Repentance, no, well not as such,

More preservation for self, so much

Hatred breaks a heart

I let it be and fought with might

Focused on a better fight

We got our brand new start

History Rewritten

Diamond hard scoring glass,

Durable

On fragile,

Tally the marks leaving

Goals scored,

Unscored,

Nothing won,

Only grieving.

 

History written,

Read,

Unread,

Reread,

Lessons learned,

Unlearned,

To be learned.

Dead

 

On pages.

Living on

In memory,

In mind.

Newer truths,

Better ways,

Some hope

To find.

 

No answers

But questions

Why,

How?

Is it time?

Not yesterday,

Nor tomorrow

But now?

 

Ways forward,

New paths,

Roads untravelled

To seek

Guidance,

A road map,

Willingness

To speak

 

With honesty,

Integrity,

Intention

Purest.

Solutions

Always present,

Search,

Cease duress.

 

Who writes the pages?

Is it Time itself

Or we who

Do not speak

While invisible hands

Etch future,

Ignore past,

Encode only bleak?

 

New history

Unwritten,

Waiting

For ages

Past,

Present, Future,

Different story,

Fresh pages.