Inquired Minds
By: Joi Maree Flowers
When asked to retell
We are prompted to remember
Those things wished to be forgotten
But inquired minds
Will always remind
And there is no escape door to exit
Or no wall which behind it to hide
It's inevitable
That the past will be revisited
Without our planning to do so
But it doesn't have to be relived
As we are no longer who we were
But are who we are
Now
And we can not be judged
Or held accountable
For days which we forgave and were forgiven
And we can not be cast
Back into the darkness
Of times for which we found a way out of
Because inquired minds
Enjoy listening to the stories of closed books
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