Here to there and there to here,
Either side, it goes endless end
Events occurred: under bright canopy,
And yet to occur: in a palace or shanty.
A grave: dweller of past,
A dream: wings of future,
Struggle for survival is the present,
Nothing is sure, except the past
Waiting for future blast,
A v a s t!
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i enjoy the flavor of ur rhymes, though i read it over and over 2 understand every words u pour out. a dream wings of future fulling expressed. i love ur poem. good one