The Yester-Recall

For a pleasant past, we crown, ‘Old is gold’

But for awful episodes, we always blindfold

Not to dirty our mind from those memories so cold

And fall sick of consequences manifold;  

Humans always want only the good to be told

Not how a weak enemy came roaring to scold

Or skinny bullies caught us and hold;

For such lesser memories, we believe, will fold

Words into gossips and thus, disgrace in turn enfold

That synthetic dignity we tried to uphold

And showed the world to be brave and bold

But have we tried to carefully behold?

That our good old days are better sold

With bad memories that are rather untold

“Good times become good memories and bad times become good lessons”- Anonymous