We can learn a lot from the past. The trick is to learn the best not the worse and realize things, thoughts, deeds are contextual and not always the same as it might be today or the future.
Bones of A Dead Man by Michael Romani By the bones of a dead man We learn as catch can That we have the power to be Every sort of possibility The probability of creating one's fate And knowing that it's never to late To read the shadows from the book Seeing and learning beyond our look In writing ourselves into our death Living each day to the fullest until our last breath Crude scribblings whisper of an old man Mosquito bites of torture as every soul can Sepia tone painted in shriveled memory There in the remaining end of one's journey Just as another, in fits and starts, begins We learn the secret of what it means to win When we learn the secret of helping each other And that our deliverance is found in one another (c) July 17, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
