Langoliers

When yesterdays are better days I wish to wander different ways To get back to my once before And get back what I once ignored Stale food and empty spaces Until I am in present places Get me back upon my plane Through the tear I can’t explain It came for those of us who slept And crept up on the ones who wept Chasing down the one who killed The blind ambition that sent us chills After we could eat again Past reality just set in They began to eat our present stage Not seeing us through passing rage The sky was gone within a second No hand was offered us to lend They ate the ground, the plants and trees Crunching harshly with mindless ease Start the plane and fly away One won’t make it out of yesterday. Based on the movie “The Langoliers”