I haven’t read the bible through
Nor all of Shakespeare’s plays
And sonnets not the eighty greatest
Books of American literature I’ve
Read Things Fall Apart don’t
Remember anything of The Stranger
Nothing by Faulkner Hemingway
The Great Gatsby a couple of times
I did ok in differential calculus but
Took an incomplete in integral for
Someone who had sparkled in
High school math I hit a brick
Wall in college I don’t remember
Developing anything better than
A slick facility with science but
Once I got beyond the popular
Level I fumbled like the rest
Looking briefly at a self help
Book I was given as a beginning
Freshman in college titled How to
Study I felt a nagging nostalgia
For those student days and a wish
To return to that time to do it all
Over this time the right way I
Think everybody would like to
Undo mistakes make again the
Effort this time with enough
Concentration to right the wrong
Make up for lost opportunities
Wasted time unnecessary confusion
This time perform with clear
Purpose dedication seriousness
As if to infuse the struggling
Young mind with the stability
Solidity maturity of our present
Life if indeed we are more mature
More able to balance thrill and
Value in anything as a child I had
A flair for art third grade crayon
Portraits high school pencil sketches
Some of which my executors will
Find if they prove at all thorough
Going back though is a waste of
Wish better to hunger for something
Today non-leaking roof sounder
Body which is to say had we gone
Back we would either go astray
Again as badly as the first or
Create new errors to untangle
They lied of course when they said
You can be anything you want to
Be follow that dream Elvis sang
Life interrupts with daylight and
Crowing cocks cats who have
Learned to lick you on the lips to
Tear you out of dreams and
Refill the bowl of cat food
Better to use the remaining
Strength and will for today’s trials
There’s not a single thing to do
About the past except to learn
To apologize to seek forgiveness
To make amends for these I wish I
Could and then forget
Move on
c. J.S.Manista, 2015
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