The Past Begets The Future…

The Past Begets The Future…

This shall be the last

The last of all my past

A past that overshadows the present

And attempts to creep into the future

A past that refused to die

But has the Future in it’s eye


But how can this be my past

When it still holds me in its grip

And torments me with it’s whip

It’s guilty feelings I cannot cast

And it’s dark events fill my nostrils


But it can be my last

Yes, I can put it in the past

I can tie on my shoe lace

And take my future to it’s place

A place dissected from the past

The last of which I just passed


But if the future is in the past

Then I have not seen the last

The last of a misdirected past

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