Time heals they say
But I ask, does
it?
Does it heal
your hurt or make you forget?
Does it help
you past your grief (or) just bundle it in a shallow grave?
Does it make
you see and sort your feelings (or) simply push them under the rug?
Stupid you
are, if you say time heals!
For when the
fields are ploughed and the seeds sprout
Seeds filled
with reminiscence of what you buried
Is that what
you want?
Reminiscence
of the buried!
Remember now,
as the wise told
“You shall
reap what you sow”
What have you
sown?
What have you
sown?
That is the
question we conveniently forget.
I tell you
again, time is not a miracle maker
Time is not a
healer
Time is Time
Time is Kind
It presents
unto you an opportunity to unclog and drain
It is up to
you to heal
It is up to
you to weed out the weeds and sow the right seeds!
