How soon we forget –
The broken dreams of yesterday
Now scattered across the sands of time
Like broken bodies half covered and forgotten;
Each with his own dreams
That never will come true
Carried on the winds to who knows where
Like a thought lost somewhere in mid sentence;
And will they reappear
On the other side of awakening
To begin the journey one more time
Like a broken record spinning ’round and round?
How soon we forget –
Today’s sad news fades quickly
Into the hot dry sands of oblivion
And life goes on as it always has;
But for the grieving –
Suspended now in their sorrow
Trying to make sense of utter senselessness
And retrieve those lost dreams for safe keeping.
