Ignorance Repeated

We repeat the mistakes of the past.

Thin bony fingers extend from

graves, wagging at us as if to

say, “You should know better.”


We repeat the mistakes of the past.

Future generations revisit them

as they move backward not

forward at terrifying speed.


We repeat the mistakes of the past,

and the incessant clacking and clattering

of skulls and digits, as they shake

in disapproval,

has yet to set us on the correct path.

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