The Future is My Strength
The end
I always think I’m at the end
But I’m not
I’m in progress
I’m on my way
I’ve lived in the present too long
I must live for the future now
The past is a dead river
Sift through it
There are flecks of gold
Pan them out
Put them in your pocket
Take them to the future
Only the good lessons
Keep the wisdom
To the future we go
I believe in it
Finally
I see down the track now
I see past the year numbers
I’m at the start
Not the end
The future is my strength
The future is my living place
BENJAMIN L.M.
2010
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