Somedaze

Yesterday, knows not of Tomorrow. Nor the in between, Today. Destined to be left behind. Chaperone to the memories we lay. Today, bearing Yesterdays compass, longs to be born again Tomorrow. To maybe encounter new purpose. So until Tomorrow. Today will ensure. By throwing hopes and dreams at Tomorrow. And stowing Yesterday secure. As Today slips into Yesterday, the universe briefly calms. This is the moment Today realizes, Tomorrow, it never becomes. Instead, repetitive cruelty, in the end Today will pay. For Today, again becomes, Tomorrows Yesterday.