Consequences
Some events throughout our lives
Have consequences that
Reverberate for years and years,
No matter where we’re at.
A childhood trauma or a jab
That cut us to the quick,
Emotional or physical;
A hurt that seemed to stick.
Or else an injury incurred
To leave a lasting scar
Or the remnants of an illness
Which hangs on in ways bizarre.
There’s not way to know just what
Will have a permanent effect
And at times we may react to what
We never would suspect.
The only thing that we can do
When looking to the past
Is to realize we are stuck for good
With what the die has cast.
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