The World Goes Forward

The world goes forward

For better or worse

Time travels at the speed of light

Toward its own destiny

Artists toil under the canopy

   of forgotten memories

In the age of technology

Does anyone care

We surround ourselves

In a glass bubble

   of our own making

Shielding the sun’s rays

   from reality

While bending them into conformity

The bubble bursts

And time is thrown into the vortex

Screaming for surrender

A temper-tantrum of fate

Grasping at straws

Yet knowing no relief

Forever the moment

Held in a wine glass

   of shimmering incandescence

As the world goes forward

Without relief


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