History

gotta hurry, little time for chatter not on-deck, always the current batter pendulum swinging at a hastened pace as if existence were a non-stop race skip over letters go straight for the words type of education most find absurd continue to grind no matter how stressed pushing onward, no need to stop and rest haunted by thoughts, being chased by the past knowing that nothing here ever long lasts forever shifting gears without a clutch as if evolution were in a rush armed with statistics most find mind-numbing crashing head-on into what's forthcoming