Turning Tables

How easy is a now and forever

to be destroyed, crushed by

needs not met with ego strokes

left bare, to a now or never

words meant once so strong

feelings melting in fullness

of the deepest love delivered

not enough, it all went wrong

bits falling off the joy-filled board

set fire to the tears that fall

the turning tables of time

in all the memories we hoard

and the tables turn once again

the games played had been fun

soldiers left a man behind

whose battle was in vain

survival and some super glue

he tried to regain some dignity

some new pictures added

in an effort to renew

the runny glue tears look like dew

horizon not grey but blue

picture a mess to the first glance

a history with turning tables adieu