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Twenty Years Later
As I sit here, looking back into the past, living in the present and anticipating the future
Thinking, how will life be twenty years later?
Maybe I will have to say a final goodbye to my dad and mom.
For death is certain for even the pure of heart, inevitable but oh so wrong
The friends I have today, may just be a memory later
Likewise I, but there is no questioning the creator
20 years later, my lush black hair will give way to bald and grey.
Looking out on the deck, watching the passing day.
The passing of time is something common men cannot control.
But when you look at the things we destroy each other for, you realize vanity is worthless, the most precious is our soul.
20 years later, men who think themselves great may seize to be.
Imagine a future where all humans are awaken, now they are really able to see
As I look ahead, I wonder if the rapture will be real.
Will a savior come? Will there be an Angel in the sky, a bird, a plane or the man of steel?
20 Years later, my children would have been fully grown
living life to the fullest, making decisions on their own
Yes, the future may turn me into a grandfather
But I will enjoy every minute of my maturity, wisdom gained, maybe a bit smarter.
20 years later, maybe we will really have peace worldwide
Possible leaders will lead from the heart, and put politics aside
I really wish the future be illuminated for mankind, I really wish it so
But I am merely a man dreaming, not a Seer, speculating what I don't know.
20 years later, maybe things remain the same
But if it is so, that's a God damn shame.