(philosphy Poem) A Man Of The Unknown Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

When rendered unconscious just where do you go?
I can not tell you for I just don't know.
An uncertainty exist within this life.
What about the next?
Will their be even one?
A second chance to right things you have wronged.
How do we even know if we are not already living it?
A forgotten past.
Memories drained.
Memories erased.
A look into yourself.
Who is it exactly who looks back?
Do you even know that man?
How can you say for certain that your not already damned?
A march through the sand of time.
It captivates mind.
Possibilities upon possibilities.
Alternate realities, alternate dimensions.
Just making another extension.
Set in stone is no invention.
For creation is just an elaboration of whats already their.
Following the footsteps knowing not where they might lead.
Still with confidence you proceed.
Caution and fear abandon for the promise of something better.
A proclamation in a letter.
And as you read that black ink you march into the unknown.
Once a seed is shown, it must be sewn and grown.