Yesterday’s Memory

 Hark, those intangible memories

you know, the disheartening ones

you wore in novice green with no 

sleeves, Oh, how they linger upon

the cold shelf of memory, you’re too

disgraceful to wallow through the problem

again, you hold on to it just the same, wondering 

why disappointment always reigned upon you, time’s

taught you one thing and that's class and money rule

over everything, so, no one cares for your pining and 

disheartening woe of failures, we live, we learn, and we 

die alone, no new news there, instead, take your cross 

and bury it and forget it, you'll resurrect or revitalize 

happiness, the weight of misfortune prevails upon all, 

let bygones be lasting goodbyes, self-wallowing is for

children, address your discontentment and laugh, time 

doesn't care who cries or who dies, so, live positively in

the presence forward, you're the best reward.