The time is tomorrow,
Today is long gone,
Yesterday was the future in retrospect,
Memories are predictions,
Of things done yet to come,
Where death precedes birth,
And resurrection comes before demise,
The beginning determined by the end,
It only really starts when we all stop,
Where or when become irrelevant,
Only who and why matter
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem