The Revisionist

Through years as through days
even hours, minutes, moments
events conspire to develop
in ways which do not please us

Yet what has past is past
there is no known way to change it
Gnashing teeth and wringing hands only brings more pain
So, why wouldn't one refrain?

Each broken bond brings freedom
along with loss' pain
half-blind eyes are those that on the latter train.

That which fails to slay
only serves to strengthen
And just as every year needs some rain
so every life requires pain.