The Now
In the Now we try
Like reaching for the Sky
What is To Be
Will set us free
But if we we reach for the To Be
Which will show us how
Or will the result be
Creating a new Now
Will Time Traveling backward
Show us to The How
Or nothing we can ever do
Will allow us to leave The Now
Maybe The Now is insane
A place we make in our mind
A place we accept
No other place to find
Rabid Poet
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