Recycled Haunts
I am more amazed at being amazed
About people and circumstances that flood my senses
I’m not so much surprised as I am bothered at
Peoples’ actions or re-actions
And circumstance will happen whether I agree or not
Life goes on regardless
I can view whatever through rose tinted glasses
Or choose to see life straight up
But being shocked or stopped in my tracks
Over other people’s behavior
I have already summed up the psychology
As to all the why’s and unseen possibilities
I am sure many have done the same to me
My amazement stems from forgetting the absurd
So I can continue walking without feeling faint
Then something from out of nowhere surfaces
And then I am reminded that past haunts just fade
From our sight and recycle