Moment

They say look to the future,
Forget history.
Why look to what comes?
What comes is a mystery.

What about now,
This place, this time.
Thinking of the present,
Is that such a crime?

Live in the moment
But don’t you forget.
Life is too short
To dwell on regret.

What is death?
Question not quite rhetoric.
One person, a murder.
A thousand, historic.

The last beats of a heart
Before it grows colder.
This is another
That will never grow older.

Don’t miss the moment,
They end up in the past.
Don’t waste a second,
This might be your last.