Instant Replay

These inward shrieks of history
echo generationally
remaining mostly unheard there
on cobwebbed shelves with little scare
as pasts repeat before their ends
and futures feign the fresher trends.

Santayana, others knew
ignorance condemns the queue
to loop beneath a busted clock
advancing not if none take stock
of lessons pressing to be learned:

such sufferings, what cities burned,
that progress lost in "greatness" sought
before those wars so many fought.

These silent cries line every page.
To read, alone, may not assuage.

Instant Replay © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.

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Submitted: July 27, 2019