WE ALL HAVE A PAST

Every man has a past
A past with different casts
Some were vast
But they didn't last
Others were blast
Causing injuries that didn't heal fast

Shall we then hold on to it
And allow the present slip into the pit?
Shall we sit at its feet
And watch its heat
Consume every bit of feat
That we were meant to hit
In the nearest minute?
Shall we continue to dance to its beat
Lavish in its treat
Till our eyelids meet
Never again to quit?