Looking Back

"This is you - staring at something nonexistent - the future. You’re trying hard to picture what it looks like. You’re trying harder to remember it. It could change your world. It could be your world. But you can't - it's unbelievable. Unbelievable past is easiest to remember; unbelievable future, the hardest.

Memory, you see, is a good thing – if only you could remember the future."

Untill you so rightfully miss the silence

And unless you miss friendly voices more,

Until then, go on sir, live through such sorrow,

Wage wisdom tonight - some more

And reason wisely – thus and hence

Fancy dying in peace tomorrow.

But you fail to see the glitch in time

That set universes apart,

Dejected and forsaken

Whence hopeless men do depart

Into worlds of ephemeral being

They sleep in cycles; in cycles awaken.

Look out the brown unused window,

Through the much feared blinding nothing,

What should have been is no longer.

Watch that forlornly creature solemnly think;

As time ceases to tread again

As future to present grows wronger.

As time’s hostility is satiated,

It’d cease to move again.

And in some restless and shaky scene

Abandon you in eternal disdain.

There I’ll stand - looking back,

Watching the whole world move away from me