Lost to time
by Milo
Time is powerful
It steals
life
memory
love
But mostly it steals
stories
Countless stories are
lost to time
Never told again
Until now
Theophilus Niger
A man
His date of birth not even known
Lost to time
Theophilus Niger
A father
His children went on to live
Not just exist
Theophilus Niger
A farmer
Went on to own animals, land
After being enslaved
These stories have been lost to time
Until now
Milo's Poet’s Statement:
Throughout our entire Witness Stones experience, I just had to notice how much of a factor time really is. Of course, there are other influences in determining if stories get remembered; for example, people may have intentionally buried the history of a person, but ultimately time decides. This was the initial inspiration for my poem, but as I wrote it, I started thinking that maybe instead of focusing on what was lost, I should share some of what was uncovered.
The first stanza is about time in relation to stories, as kind of an introduction of sorts. Then I move into time in relation to Theophilus in specific, and how we have lost so much of his story and others as well. After that is where I start to share some of what we uncovered as a class during this journey of discovery, before tying it back to time at the end as well, as a line suggesting that these stories may not stay lost forever.