Too Many Variables
The past is in clouds
History is in the stars
Those great wars
They’re in the soil
Understanding is in the air
We know it
But we don’t
It’s a fading dream
It’s faith
It repeats and rhymes
And only after time
Can we look at it.
We cannot understand the future
By learning about the past
We drown in the present
Kicking our legs
Just to stay afloat
How could we grasp the future?
There’s too many variables
Too many paths
Somehow
It’ll all repeat
But somehow
It’ll be in a way we won’t see coming
And it’s already upon us.
-C.H.