The Unknown Future
#7 of Poems
Decided to try a new rhyming and cadence scheme on this one.
What exists in the unknown, out of the comfort zone
In the world of fantasy, yet still present in reality
What revolves in the unnerving and the disconcerting
Out of the cage to rearrange the life we are all living in
Just an irrational concept, yet a delightful prospect
The world can change, we must expand our range
Traversing the unfamiliar and the peculiar
Reaching out with our hands to achieve the plans we all live for
Your mind strains and yearns through its pains and burns
Thrashing forwards and backwards, towards the last words
You want to shout and scream, letting out "I'll succeed!"
Leaving your doubters to flounder in the pool they all live in
Press on to the finish; don't let your failures diminish
Your moments of glory that add more to the story
Of the race that you're running in, fighting to be coming in
Front of all the lies and their tries to rewrite the script
Of the currently still in progress, and yet to be processed
Film that rides on, glides on, skips and sometimes slides on
The rotating spools, filled with geniuses and fools
Of the sometimes mysterious, yet always curious phenomenon called life
The ride goes up and down, but the focus is on the sound
Of the screams of the people, some weak and feeble
Others strong and proud and some wrong, but loud
For that silent noise filled with pains and joys
Is the soundwave we ride on, stake our lives on, called time
Time passes on as the winds of life blow ever strong
Consuming the distance never seen, through consciousness and dream
Every second of every year beckons us to draw near
To our final destination, the representation of the foundation that we laid
What legacy was laid down as you pass beneath plain ground
How many decisions, strong positions and solidly blurred visions
Went through revisions from the propositions of division that you expressed
When your lung heaves, the last breath leaves and your life cedes
The connection with the earth that you experienced since birth
There will still be many faces of races dwelling in different places
That will have been affected, their lives redirected by the influence you had
Life is unique for it is unknown, the best treasures dwell outside your home
Don't hide from, derive your life from any one mistake
Just reopen the book to another page, break out of the cage
That tries to bind you, silence you and remind you of the past
For what's behind you is final, its forbidden to be overwritten
Time that passed fast left you at the same place it met you
There is no turning back, that's the fact that history is packed with
If everyone could most then would, lose it and use it for their betterment
Everyone's life would be perfect, but no choices would be worth it
No longer consequences, so easily erasable and replaceable
Our strong moral senses suddenly evadable and debatable
With everything changeable, the table of life would become unstable
And what would then happen, if the past was changed in a few claps and
Anything you did to someone was a game with a famed reset button in your hand
No need to be social, lest someone actually approach you
As we became secluded and deluded our minds with the idea of a successful elusion
We must look to the future, quit stitching the past up with sutures
Looking ahead makes you go faster, treading the path to the laughter
That you just might have caught, the pot of gold that you sought
Peeking under the rainbow on the same road as you rush to its treasure
You don't know what's in it, but in a quick minute
You're a bit closer than before, leaving the shore behind the door
That road before that you crossed, the barriers of loss that you tossed
Of the rubble that caused you to stumble and struggle as it crumbled
But now it lies broken, a trophy and token of the success that you were blessed with
Of the reward given by what you messed with
The respect you were driven to be left with
The time is the present, a resident of the decadent
Moment in time where I rhyme, moment in space where we race
Towards our own certain goals, the roles of our souls
To do the best that we can, our plan to brand our name in the sands
Of the vast ocean of existence
Until the last moment of subsistence
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