Forge Ahead Shrugging

I write upon our history, pen smeared in blood Human legacy, wars enduring shame Brushed aside indelible ink Readily forgotten The pregnancy pain, bonny baby took away Scar tissue, for the time being hidden Behind basic instinct, survival is driven Truth brings denial, all set for replay Hollowed out, our core is rotten Feigning amnesia stinks Unholy absolution, washes away blame Absence of conscience, shrugging off wet mud Erosion of remorse, tames great biblical floods Waters have receded, but stains remain Edges collapse, into the brink Crumbling apart, sodden Grasping at fading roots, crucified in loose clay Divided we forge ahead, unbidden My Invented Form I Write Upon Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Constance La France 28/01/2021 Syllable counted P/S. 12/10/8/6/12/10. per stanza