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  145.     

A Strange and Revealing Dream

As I walk my path through life
visions cut like Occam's knife
of my most probable future
in my dreams I see a slice
An old man looks at me
through the lens and filter
of his past and my future histories
he is my highest probability
I could be what he used to be
a ghost of an ancient mystery
the possible path from me to him
winds through space and time
it is an arduous uphill climb
setbacks can happen at any time
I fall at times and have some cuts
life can be rough and tough
I stumble before a reflecting pool
faintly I can see the old fool
I lay beside the mirror's tomb
blood flows from my open palms
though I have no visible wounds
the old man's image fades away
and he will never ever be
my future possibility
And this was all a dream to me
but it shows me future realities
though this future is now dead to me
Tell me what this says to you
 
Andy Caldwell

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  146.     

Young Future

when I was five,
And the world was full of wonder
And ready for my eager little hands,
I believed so very much in the future set before me.


when I was ten,
And my future appeared as a distant glimmer of
hope at the end of a very long and
very dark tunnel,
I stared at my reflection in the mirror
And wondered when I would finally be Great

when I was thirteen
And I gave my very first kiss to a girl who told me I
was cold and too guarded,
I cried myself an ocean
And began to drown myself.


I am twenty now.
My tears are rock-hard and never fall.
I am frozen solid
And refuse to let anyone in.
I look down on those around me,
Hiding myself behind my wall of
perfection, of cool,
and in the secrecy
of my own little world,


I now walked on the path of Future
I had wanted when young
I see the greatness now in me
The young Future is gone
And the real Future is about to blown me to
Greatness
 
Adewale Ajakanri

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  147.     

Time and Experience

I found the past in my present
I built the future on my past
I found the gift of today
When I thought about what
The future has to offer
Where is the wisdom in experience
If there is no folly in wisdom
What's the real meaning of death
If our spirits live forever
Times never change
But circumstances do
I'll let mystery play with the future
Surprises couple with the present
And experience mourn the past
Because sun always rises from the east
And each day always comes to an end
Experience is not chained to wisdom
Nor is folly tied to bad results
But to the circumstances that burden
Our past, present and future because
Time is always anxious for the future
Experience loves the present
And wisdom never divorces the past
 
benaiah sondashi

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  148.     

The perception of the future

The perception of what is in the now,
Leaves us wondering, about the future;
The perception of an imagined future,
Coloured with our hopes, our longing and fears,
Often haunts us, unrealized.

Between the now and the future,
Lies a meandering path,
Through meadows and mountains,
Over a shadowy gorge where,
Tenuously hangs, a narrow bridge swaying.

We walk on, sometimes with eyes that refuse to see,
Scared of slipping,
Unnerved by strong winds,
Desperately holding the thin ropes,
Holding us aloft the yawning netherworld of our fears.

Gingerly stepping ahead on this path,
Chosen, as it leads to the future,
Where the mountains and its paths,
Melt into unceasing togetherness,
Of the sun and the sea.

Where all the elements,
Fire, earth, water and air, combine in the aether,
So too will our now and our future merge,
In a continuum of light, as we dissolve,
Only to be formed again, in the eternal circle of life.
 
Anita Atina

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