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Our Place in The World
Where should we stand along these future's steps
When tomorrow is today's moment, fleeting
Like stairs, steps so slow, we slip
Falls upon the other
Traveler
Where should we stand along these future's steps?
Steps
Creaking crude crooked
perfect
The future falls to us who won't change
We the future who sits down
Outraged at this age
But has nothing
and does nothing
We the future wake up
A day's wiser
but never better
and wouldn't rather
Take the wheel
