We have left our past completely behind
No longer able to live in the present
Always looking for something new to find
We've burned our history and its branches that extend
Say we cherish the tree as we bite into its burning apple
And cut it down every day, with no end
We give our attention to a small thing for a day, like the apple now rotten
But the next day our focus will have decreased
And by a year it will be completely forgotten
As a society, we are forced to move on
And wander away from everything we loved
And everything you hold dear is now long gone
We swear, but can't bear the remembrance of all
We lie, we try to forget the small
We leave, we grieve to solely grow tall
And we break, we take from the world we've won
We'd stop admiring, and firing a book rather than a gun
And we've chased, and replaced, to get closer to the sun
And we've forever been progressing, moving farther and farther away
That now, in the end, not even time will be there to stay
this is my 81st poem, written on 2/10/24
