Will time erase,
Condemn or embrace;
Wipe the slate,
Repeat or fabricate?

Do we ignore,
Destroy or restore;
Justify the mistake,
Mend or break?

Doubt, fear, confusion
Creates an illusion;
Corrodes the soul,
Leaves a hole.

We can’t foresee
What will be.
Love always survives;
Unites what divides.

About John Northcutt Young

I write. Remember making-up stories from spelling words in the fifth grade. A journalism degree followed. Thanks for looking. View all posts by John Northcutt Young

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