Here once stood a temple
the columns are all that remain
of an idea
that changes
the more people see it
and when they invade your dreams
to control your future
all you can see
is the ruins
of your past
Here once stood a temple
the columns are all that remain
of an idea
that changes
the more people see it
and when they invade your dreams
to control your future
all you can see
is the ruins
of your past
the salmon ignore the Bear
they have a purpose
their are so many
only few get through
but those that do
are the ones
that birth the future
light of the past
casts a shadow over the future
and conjures an image
embeded in one’s physique
were man tried to displace God
the resulting cataclysm
led to his demise
Let the past and future
Obliterate each other
Where light and dark
Are the only things left
Our lives become remnants
Reminiscing the past
Struggling to live in the present
Waiting for the futures resonance
As the rain falls
We see distant memories
Bright like forgotten stars
Where the moon hides
Illusions of a neon mind
Although these moments
Bring about spontaneity
Ultimately it is our choices
That govern our lives