Nostalgia
Nostalgia’s a painful affair.
Homesick for what is not there.
Look round and view
What’s nearer to you.
Out with the past,I declare.
Still if we have memories then may
It be that they have something to say?
Look them straight in eye
But do not defy…
They’re from God. so kneel now and pray.
For it is God we are nostalgic for
He has lost the post-modernist’s war.
Yet he’s here in a leaf
Showing the truth.
The mystery, the myth and the lore.
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