Hindsight
I was once told that hope is a terrible thing.
For a moment I belived him,
but looking back,
racking over the past,
surely hope is all we have.
Hindsight; is the true culprit of missery.
We remember, but never in the same way,
We talk, but never about the right the things,
Never at the right time,
We can see everything, from everyside, yours and mine,
even the bystander if we try.
But, does that help us, or hinder us, that we can do all of that.
That we can see where it went wrong,
but missed all the signs on the way
because it’s felt so right.
What is truley wrong or right in this world, anyway?
Brought up as kids on crime and punishment,
A time out, A stay after class, A detention,
Sending kids to stand in the coner,
Maybe the coner is where they want to be.
At some point it wares off,
this maniplation of time and space starts to drift away
like my mum telling me,
she doesn’t hit me anymore,
becuse she’s scared I will hit her back.
You can’t punish what you don’t understand.
You can’t punish what you can’t see.
You can’t punish what you were never told.
That’s when adults change the concept,
turning it around into something called Karma
wrapped up in
“They’ll get what they deserver”
“They’ll get what’s coming to them”
“What goes around comes around”
and all their little sayings.
The same saying’s kids learn to repeat.
And while people belive that it is all true,
to some exctint, or another, it is there.
Isn’t that just hindsight making you belive
that the world deals out it own sort of crazy
and we call it justice
without really understanding.
So to help us understand we create lables,
Lables, to categorise,
like we are moving homes,
we collect our past experiences
put them into boxes,
labling as we go,
talk about this, don’t talk about that,
the apple of my eye,
my beautiful little girl, my sweet tiny angle,
my brave little solider, my tiny trouble maker,
crazy cat lady from down the road,
noisy neighbour across the way,
kiss- keep it simple stupid,
slut- sweet little unforgetable thing,
anxious, melchonly, depressed,
sex adict, bipolar,
Raped, Abused, Self-Harmer
Hindsight; they say is a wonderful thing,
but when will it start informing.