Forward Bound

Before the day, is merely after the night

A loop so consistence people forget the need to fight.

Fight for peace

                                Not fight in war.

A silly plunder that will keep our kind down and under. Water bound,

                If the creation of zenity isn’t found,

                If it isn’t distributed, everything will be limited.

                The food, the space, epidemic is futuristically evident

The wise are needed to ununiformize the inseparable,

                Once exposed the inseparable will once again be stable

That stability is what happens in the days after tomorrow.

The weeks after Sunday.

Like the seconds to time, everyone counts.

                And it counts forward… the same way we should be looking.

Author's Note

to be honest. this isn't one of my favorites. What do you think?