YESTERTHEN

YESTERTHEN

(T. Beechey)



Somewhere within the roar and flicker

Is a picture depicting the angst of men

Who've exchanged the pen for a sword so wrongly

Yet they belong here in Yesterthen



Somewhere between a scream and a whisper

Is a kiss for memories lost for a yen

To recapture raptures of glories forgotten

Their presence has brought them to Yesterthen



Where roads not taken awaken to travelers

Unraveling their jouneys which yearn for an end

And friends are merely strangers in waiting

Anticipating a road without bend



Somewhere amongst the joy and sorrow

Exists a tomorrow for brethren

Who've aimlessly wandered through blundered beings

Now they're seeing the whole of Yesterthen



Somewhere between the flash and rumble

Are humble reminders of way back when

And,again,I'm thankful for these moments

In the present tense of Yesterthen

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