Future: A Sonnet

There are moments in this life when you cant fake it.  There’s no surviving on wit. You must come legit.  Legit you must come with the masochist to whom you cater.  You cannot be less, only greater. There’s only now. There is no later. So put on your waders. 

Lets wade in the future since the present is stained. Lets break the chains. Lets leave the strain.  Lets say our prayers. Lets look forward to a new day. Let the possibile play.  


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