Forward
A trip forward to the future-
a blast back to the past!
We loath to sit and wonder-
how time will go so fast.
At first we all were children-
playing In the grass.
Everything so Innocent-
oh, how Time seems to pass!
Then we learn the evils-
from the sinners of this world!
They taint us and they shape us-
till our goodness can’t be heard.
But then in the end we see-
how good is the best choice of all.
We all then see our actions-
could one day make us fall!
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