For a million years of history
Lays the foundation of humanity
It’s laid in unending pages of
Decaying and, sometimes rusty
Relics hinging on treacherous foils
The past tells the story of our life
It reveals the errors and success made
Hanging to the past would result to
Discouragement and fear, hatred, and dismay
For the past littered with the stories of
What we should have better let go
The future is the hope for a better t’moro
It’s the aspiration and the way to a greater height;
And a glory that is attainable when pursued,
That pales the past to an insignificant blurry dream:
The future expands to infinite possibilities
It is the success of past failure
The attainment of the lessons learned
It is the vision we set and twigs to build
Our dreams to come to reality
Dreams realizable only in fairy climes
Yet we bring to our new world order
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