Slippage
Vibrant dreams of distant past Shades of memory, thought lost Compulsion driving my return Joy and trepidation A sense of urgency to this call
But something Is Not Right
What has happened To this once vibrant place Poor, but thriving Now abandoned, rotting Unsafe
Unease, as I gaze upon it My childhood home Is Wrong
Why show me this This slippage Is there something I can do Is there something I must do Is there anything I can do?