Its Time Poem by Marin Jooste

It's time to forgive, forget
And let go
The passed is what made it
The future unknown

This road lay's before me
Which way do I go?
My passed is what made me
My future unknown

The struggles in life
The joy's that it brings
Our passed is what made us
Our future unknown

Blessed with their love
A place to call home
Their passed is what made them
Their future unknown

My hearts bleeding pain
I'm so alone!
Your passed is what made you
Your future unknown

Wherever life throws you
Take it as it comes
Remember you passed
Your scars might be bold

The life that you live now
The story's untold
The faces you see now
The nights might be cold

I'm trying to stay strong
And see the way out
The lights that I follow
Might even led south

For what I may be
I'm the man that I am
My passed is what led me
To the future I plan