A Better Now

March 16, 2014

Then is equal to young

while now

has not yet been won.

We cry with tears

of joy and pain

in hopes of seeing

a better day.

Then for you

and then for me

are more different

then they seem.

Live for then

all you men

in hopes of

a better now

and many more thens.

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