Today, and yesterday, and the day after
Makes up forever.
Plunge us to the last second of time and times.
We look forward to it.
But keep an eye on the backwards.
Once we are on this beaten path
We cannot go back.
Our eyes are shut to what is behind us.
Throughout the last second of all time
So we beat our fists in tears and rage
Begging for that last second back.
Saying now we know what to do with it.
But time does not care about your knowledge.
It only wants to know about your march forward.