Blank UncertaintyA Poem by WhitePhoenixAn analytical deduction of what exactly the future is.
Blank Uncertainty
The future is story, That never has an end. It is an everlasting road, With many bumps, twists, and bends. The future is a blank canvas, And we are it's Van Gogh. It is an empty stage, And we are the directors of the show. The future is a movie, With no fast forward or rewind. It is a sculpture, That we mold with our actions and minds. The future is a figment, With no guarantee. It is an empty void. A blank uncertainty. © 2014 WhitePhoenix |
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