Past, Present, Future Poem by Anna Wakefield

Card after card I lay them down
As though a hand guides me.

The Empress and The Emperor look on,
Unamused while The Magician and The Fool regale them.

Meanwhile, The Lovers ride The Chariot
Hoping The High Priestess will grant them Strength.

The Hierophant looks to the future of The World
While The Hermit is forced to practice Temperance.

Judgement and Justice go hand in hand,
Some sent to The Tower, and some become The Hanged Man.

Another day begins with the rise of The Sun, but Death
The Moon, and The Star are the only constant.

Many are victims of The Wheel of Fortune,
Awaiting the day they meet The Devil.