The price of the past

T he price of the past. The past is a slaughter yard and our greatest moments the landing on the moon and John f. Kennedy shot to death on a street in Texas.  The youngest president we ever had. We get older we keep seeing new . But it is a seductive drug to look at the past where we just yesterday. The young pretty girl who hanged on your every word. To look now so new masks that make us stranger's of every person .  The price of the past to repeat it. Don't let people be stranger's.