Literary Yard

Search for meaning

By: Alan Berger

My memories
Threw me my hat
Showed me the door
They said I was not needed there anymore

They are right
I have to admit it
I am only as good as my next minute

The bad past along with the good
I spent too much time
In those rundown neighborhoods

Still climbing mountains
Along with the walls
Looking for the pumps
Before my engine finally stalls

Tomorrow believes all my promises
Tomorrow believes all my dreams
Tomorrow always believes in me

Today is a clock
With an armed guard roadblock

Today never ends
With rules that never bend

I’ll wait for the extasy
Even in the loop of a twenty four eternity

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