Mourning Yesterday

O! Yesterday you are gone forever to be seen no more your seconds,your minutes,your hours, they are all but buried in the sleep of the night. Things left behind in the arms of procastination becomes the doings of today greased with sweating in pains for the pleasures known yesterday o! Yesterday you were onces todays activities at your fertile soil seeds were planted watering by today fot to the hope of tomorrows harvest uncertainty!!! Uncertainty!!! They are all uncertainties for we know not which seeds were planted yesterday is gone!!! yesterday is dead!!! But its depositions are very much alive to bring to our harvest that which was sown.