Many things a photo says, are only murmurs of all that can't be seen.
memories of those days are faded but not forgotten, man just never learns.
Finding words for what you see may be easier than what you don't,
then some things a mans sees and carries inside have no words
His tacit struggle between his own moral convictions resolute
and unanswered waning years of antiquated false misconceptions;
passing times absent visuals of humanities forgotten reminders.
Even after all these years, of infamy's nightmare retrospect,
lessons man has never learned.
Dark clouds remorse enshroud my spirits aging consciousness,
there are no photos of my hearts images, unspoken words I'll never forget.
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