As a bit stream,
into which river would you flow
if given the choice?
All is ahead, it is all there for you,
yet to be discovered. 5

You have motion and your dreams.
You burble some times with love,
and the restlessness of youth
drives the conviction that
You alone hold the power of the future. 5

You concentrate in droves
and Placard your demands for change,
and march in a stupor.
You refuse to revisit our past,
having no time for history.
How will you learn? 5

We offer ample time to be understood,
but the precious wisdom
is not accessed, not even a byte.
Afterall who can look up the future?
Who would dare? 5

Our engine shares with all
all because of a life lived.
It speaks and will listen to all
because of life.
It will forgo for all
because of its own imminent death. 5

There are a myriad reasons
to fear the past,
it haunts in the chromosomes,
it leaches from the skin.
It forgets nothing. 5

And the time table of truth,
Tests the water in which all drown. 2

There is nothing as unsure
as the certainty of youth.
for whom life is total or nothing.
But the ransom of worthiness
is written in the hearts of all people. 5

And the Captain recalls everything
as the ship is sucked under.
That the avoidable plot line
was too rich for the young.
Too sweet and too sickening. 5

Whilst the tables had been turned.
Unfortunately,
the Baton too was dropped.
And as the Delta is approached,
Those yet to die, dangle over graves.
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Pryderi Duntz