I have a feeling
that soon they will be dead
those who hold the stories,
and the truth within their head
the remnants and our reservoir,
the elders and the guides
the ones who lived the story
who know the truth some choose to hide
soon, they will depart
leaving youth and lust behind
to settle into history
amongst the figures a past defined
I have a feeling
that we are not prepared
we didn’t do the diligence
towards a justice we hadn’t faired
and so something will move on
abandon us to ourselves
and for what we have not
a future will await us unwell
I have a feeling
strong, sure, and loud
that lessons will soon leave here
ones we will know nothing else about.

-see

©2015 Cornelious “See” Flowers
@seethepoet