Edward Webb (16/06/1986 / Worcestershire)
Past, Present, Future
Life, lived; not by the, present, contained within the Now,
so thinking of a recollect - of what your mind will allow
means present becomes, neglect - and past, does future infect,
no change can be made- of what past has played,
to live in its control- decays the soul
for only in now, can a person be whole - only in now, can a body contain the soul.
thought of a future that has not yet played- a worry of a nothing, means, now, gets
no future is set - none should forget
if a present moment in now is given neglect-
a life will be stained with the inks of regret.
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