blog, Pat Aitcheson writes, poetry

Echoes

 

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Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.

George Santayana

listen: 

The lessons of the past are clear to see
on pages dripping with blood shed in vain
and still we can’t escape our history.

When no-one questions how we come to be
repeating ancient wrongs, one truth remains;
the lessons of the past are clear to see.

A genocide becomes legal decree
some disbelieve an innocent’s refrain
and still we can’t escape our history.

When facts are fake, debased commodity
and Orwell’s warnings are chillingly plain
the lessons of the past are clear to see.

Complicit, distant, blind to misery
we turn away and shrug, not this again
and still we can’t escape our history.

It’s too easy to say it wasn’t me;
I’m not responsible for all this pain.
The lessons of the past are clear to see
yet still we can’t escape our history.