We are hidden,
   The memories
   The thoughts
   The joy
   The experiences of your past

We get so stuck behind the thoughts of your daily struggles
You forget us
We make you who you are
We want you to remember us
All you have to do is listen

Listen

To the look on your fathers face when you walked into his arms for the first time

To the joy on his face when he taught you how to swim and played with you in the water

To the determination that never allowed your pain to stop you from getting out of your hospital bed

Every time

To the joy you spread to others from simply a smile shared

Remember us,
             We are here just pay attention

We both know we know and yet          we     don't       know

Here's an ode to make us laugh,
Boomers resilient to the last,
Survived high school in  the sixties,
Where we learnt cookery,
Girls did not have *****,
Couldn't do woodwork, over it!
Instead, made a pudding of suet,
Fat, fat, fat, eating to rue it!

Stones; collected by the lonely,
Gripped, forgotten, until they're one with their bodies,
Held with regret, hoping that their actions reset time,
Rewind; a pause in time set into motion when they're blind,
Kindly following their fate, toward, in line,
No crime like living accordingly to what was given to you,
Lacking the resources to live, a limitation unacceptable,
Surging little fires everywhere, losing control,
Capsizing that within the power, how do you feel?
How does it feel to feel out of control,
Linking all wrongdoing to the under controlled,
Bold; making out the obvious in pain the villain,
Smoke rising, the war isn't over, because you've yet to see it,
This wasn't meant to be a war, nor an argument, but a call out,
We challenge the monsters that stand up when we've fallen;
We will sing till you repeat our words subconsciously,
And once you realize what you've done,
It'll only be a matter of time when the silly game you made,
It's a game that you lost, and it's a game that we have won.