Time Machine

If a hero can go back in time,
why can't I?
why can't I go back in time?
if there were such heroes
with such special powers
why can't I go back in time
and try to change what I learned
from nursery rhymes -
replace them with cries
of children, music of battlefields
and words of two lovers who hate
one another.

If a hero can go back in time,
why can't I?
If I can go back in time,
I can prepare myself for
myself and you for
yourself.
Then I can see my mom
and ask her to give birth
on the first of January.

If a hero can go back in time,
why can't I?
I would go and tell you
that I would love you so much
but you would not know
if I had not gone back in time
and told you so.

If a hero can go back in time,
why can't I?
If there were such heroes
with such special powers,
I would tell them to tell me
not to write this.

Comments

queen shelby said…
I like this one..

Bravo! Azlena sure will be proud
8:58 AM
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