Revisionist

Maybe I’ll find
The right time
To arrive on scene
And maybe I’ll know
The words that go
Straight to the
Heart of the matter

Perhaps I won’t
Be a year too late
In the timelime
And perhaps when I crossover
My focus will not scatter

If everything reset
Maybe what-if finally
Has a chance
My thoughts not raw
From playing cause and effect

If I finally had a do over
Then perhaps the games would cease
Seizing my intellect
My longing replaced
With everlasting peace