Poem - Mortuary, Poet - Dr. Jernail S Aanand

Mortuary
Dr. Jernail S Aanand 

History can never be repeated 
Same water does not flow
In the same stream 
At the same place 
We are all the time 
Doing nothing 
But creating 
Or harrassing history 

History which is in the making 
Wonders why  instead of 
Doing some good 
So that future generations 
Could be happier 
We waste days and months 
In recalling historical personages 
in the name of inspiration 

In their own times 
They did not look back for inspiration 
Time forced them to act 
And they did not lose grace
In the face of temptations
That is what makes them great.
What are we doing ?
We have no such sense of grace 
And spend our time  only 
Remembering their glorious actions 

I have seen history upset 
And irritated with such people 
Who instead of doing their duty 
Towards future, 
Drag the past heroes 
In the present who have 
Nothing to say about the future 
Of mankind 
Which is afflicted by AI.

History is like a corpse 
Kept at a mortuary 
We are doctors who visit 
The mortuary day and night 
And come up with our own theories.
Who  murdered whom and 
What was the exact time 
Corpses do not speak
Only thank us for doting over dead.