Where are We Going?

Most have heard or read

the animated anecdotes of the dead.

They are given with joy and wrapped in a bow -

- stories of life, of music, of love.

But all anecdotes end.

Few ever say or re-claim

the solemn stories of the slain.

The souls that sigh. The souls that seek -

- seek peace again

None ever hear or read

the terrible truths of some long ago deed.

They are hidden with lies and sealed in a grave -

- stories of death, of silence, of hate.

But all deeds have an end.

Had we ever stopped to think,

might we all share a bonding link?

A link that ties us all with love

- a love for all?

Just where does our future lie?

Without the past we cannot fly.