My Interpretation of Poetical Ideas, Messages, Information and Resources.

The world

The world impetuous,

my heart may have nowhere to go,

i’d lived in paradise,

all through childhood,

and now i’m struggling,

to stay sober,

don’t know whether it’s still yesterday,

who can say how tomorrow’s going to be,

what’s left of yesterday,

still being staged,


the past is smoke,

and the  future  is fog,

and today’s the most,


take a step forward,

and turn the fog into,

the truth,

the sun.


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