Face To Face
Yesterday rear it's ugly head
To reign and paint today's rain in red
Seduce the mind and rape dead peace
Through today's stolen and bitter kiss.
Today a circle so viciously formed
Around success and being totally doomed
Farther from the frontier of success
Sinking deeper into doom's fortress.
Today scrambles hurriedly to safety
In the guise of being gentlemanly
Tommorrow smiles and embraces scorn
Setting the pace for a gainless run.
Genuine drive implodes randomly
Indecision gains ground evenly
Gained grounds give grounds in a shameless run
As tommorrow's blur continues to burn.
If today brave the sorrow instead
Turn and face yesterday face to face
Tommorrow's bliss will be assured definitely
A hardworker is a sure candidate for fun.
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