The End
Is it then the end of our relationship,
the end of all the turbulence,
the end of all disasters and upsets,
the end of all your tears and all my worries,
or is this where it begins?
Can we forget the awkward follies and mistakes
and just go on as if it never really happened,
all that madness and confusion of aborted love,
the aberration of misdirected and wasted love,
the self-deceit, the blindness to reality,
the horrible fixation on trivialities and pettiness,
the anger and frustration and irrationality,
the hubris of idiotic egoism -
can we just disregard it all,
pretending that it never happened?
No, we can not change the tragedies of yesterday,
but we should keep them well in mind
to learn from them not to commit the same mistakes again,
as if we could do better than all history,
the expert on incurability
regarding constantly repeated worsened follies.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2007-07-05 at 19:06
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