Time Trip

I hear the seconds tick away in my watch,
Tic-tic-tic the hands rotate round and round,
I wonder if my consciousness will come to pass
Into the future as the tic-tic-tic makes a sound.
I sit here at my desk in the middle of the night,
Wishing my words will one day transcend time,
Apologizing to my children and to their children,
For my generation’s mishaps and crimes.

I’m sorry we mistreated Mother Earth,
I’ve hope you’ve learned from our mistakes,
I trust you’ve studied our history, uncovered mysteries,
We tried, we tried for heaven’s sake.
But there was good in our era as well,
Oh the music was heavenly and divine,
The poetry and the artistry was swell,
Especially just right before my time.

Listen to the songs we used to sing,
With the hope that one day there would be peace,
Hear the poets and dreamers who dreamed dreams,
To the composer who composed his masterpiece.
We tried expressing our love for it all,
Us poets felt free, boundless, unlimited and so alive,
We strived to be kind and to show the world,
That poetry would live forever when archived.

So greetings my fellow poets and composers,
My fellow explorers, dreamers and visionaries,
Don’t let anyone tell you there are boundaries,
Let’s meet together in a time trip imaginary.