The Guide of my Faith 1/18/18


the unfolding of time,
gently elapsing from the present
drifting and morphing into the past;
as fast as it happens
as fast as its gone
every 60 ticks
another minute’s gone;
unfolding facts
never always exact;
information evolves
like MJ’s off the wall;
sculptures,
pictures,
poetry,
and prose
documenting time
as it rapidly,
slowly,
and continuously declines;
reminiscing on the future
that I witnessed yesterday
living today like I already
taste the day’s recipe…;
made it out the trap
because I saw it set a few days back,
knew where to step
to keep my team in check;
unfolding time by studying
my ancestors left behind,
learned from their mistakes
now I’m walking conscious
in my subconscious
the guide of my faith…



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The Guide of my Faith 1/18/18

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