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Time passages
From past to present
Picking up precious cargo
Some carrying baggage
To be left as waste
Along the side
Other parcels
To be locked up
Till the appointed time
Still all to be embraced
None left out
What does it mean
All this travel
For it seems we go backwards
But all the while
Moving ahead
Pressing toward our goal
Of being whole.
Once again I reach the top
Only to find there is more at the bottom
That needs to be looked at
So many to hear
So much to see
They can’t be forgotten
Their pain ignored
It happened before
But not now, no more
The young ones cry out
To be held,
Comforted,
Made to feel safe
To be protected
So as I stand at the top
Hearing their cries
Feeling their pain
Holding back the tears
Once again I descend.
johnnamusing
tonietal
