Tomorrow
Life sat me down at a table,
set up a puzzle,
then torn it apart...
asking what happened?
I said "destruction of a vision, a project of definition, the subject of reality, and the view of
shatter’s pieces."
It then asks me "what do you see?!"
"...confusion, pieces of one hope, one dream, one prayer, a life....one mind, one person...a
story."
Life asked," How did this come about?!"
"...Lack, view points beyond view point's site…steps taking more than step's own pace, pasts
reputations that fall back more the what past could fall, now’s grabbing all it couldn’t take..."
Life laughed, "such a smart girl, so what's wrong then?!"
I grabbed the pieces,
"every right has it wrongs, every step as a slippery one, while every truth got it lies...so I
failed…"
Life watched me pick up the pieces.
"...but there is a chance, an opportunity, well being of a positive outcome"
Life then saw the new puzzle...
asking "what do you see?!"
I put the last piece in place...
".....if not today.....a very well tomorrow."
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