(Past)
In the past, I see nothing but fires burned, and smoked trees,
I see Christians praying for the Messiahs return, with broke knees,
The past, asked how is the future doing, does it appear bleak,
The past murmurs something quietly, but the past hear's Greek,
The past tries to fight back, but his lone and sad spear's weak,
And he can't fight with anything more, not his shield or sword,
The middle of the battlefield stands present, in the field ignored,
How can we fight the present when the future and past fight,
And the past is history, we all know that this is his last night,
So the bright sunrise and dim sunset seem just like, a fast sight,
In the quickest of days, the night and day collide as one,
So the moon fights with the planets, and they decide the sun,
Is the big bully, the sun thinks he owns all the solar system,
The most ageless one of them all, but someone older kiss'tum,
But we'll see in the near future, which is now, present day,
The universe will fall, I'll just try and say it in a pleasant way,
(Present)
In the present, what's presented, is hope, a tunnel of light,
But all you've seen is failures, ruins have crumbled in sight,
The greatest have fallen, the highest tumbled with height,
The elapsing present, doesn't and will never, addresses crime,
Each day criminals count their money, losing precious time,
The present's presence, in essence, teaches us a lesson,
It cheats death everyday, now it preaches lust confession,
Is the best way, no the one and only way, then the lonely stray,
Its everywhere, it sits in church, alone to watch a phony pray,
It hurts him, each and every slow day, to not only reveal the truth,
But it always steals our life away, like that fairy will steal the tooth,
Instead of trying to enrich the growth, and try to heal the youth,
Each second, grows to minutes, than that grows the hours,
And each second gone, they die, but out of that rose the flowers,
The present wanted mud huts still, but we all chose the towers,
And time pushes on bravely, and it always knows the cowards,
(Future)
In the future, counties expand, and each of their borders strays,
There's beauty told by Venus, but Earth ignores her praise,
There is no black or white, they're gone to only teach grey,
And each day, I think watches, are affecting my ink blotches,
The pyramids have come and gone, with the sun and dawn,
And if you aren't prepared to see them gone, then run along,
Because the nine wonders, are now nine tragedies forgotten,
All the forest are, repeated fires and sad trees more rotten,
The future holds no clocks, no watches, no time or season,
No couplets, no haikus, and there is no rhyme or reason,
But in a sense, I'm wondering if we truly have innocence,
When all churches are lost, I'm wondering how our sin repents,
I saw the moon and sun, one has dies in a flicker of light,
Finally, because all their existence they just would bicker and fight,
Unfortunately, the future is non existent, just the past repeated,
But no matter if it does or doesn't exist, I'll ask to see it,