Dogs 2008

FUTURES FORGOTTEN
(2/15/08)


we walk
daily
through
their blood
and bones
ashes
and artifacts
hardly aware
of those
before us
who postured
beyond their pasts
toward goals
now ghosts
merely chaff
of the children
they had
once
been

we too
wax immortal
day-scheming
past the present
unable to see
the dying skin
cascading
down
to puddle
at our feet
entrenching us
in sentences
of corporeal desiccation
leaving layers
of regret
for our progeny
to ponder

they
in turn
will shake
our dust
from their optimism
considering
the flakes
of our failures
poor relations indeed
and believing that
they
finally
will be the generation
pardoned for the sins
of their parents
and released
from the
setting sun

our ancestors
watch smiling
and wait patiently
for the wind
to judge
us
all