What Becomes an End

Past is desperate for a future
So it can have its own place
Why do we fight for a future?
Is it for the human race?
Where is the alliance of truth or moral progress?
Into a time of mindless oblivion. We regress!
Time will fuse its worth
Rising from the earth
New birth wills its fight
Dawn of the time ignites
We can think of the past
Without reference to the future
But we can’t think of the future
Without reference to the past
No one is around for recollection
It’s only frozen in time
Fate pulling in different directions
Within our unconscious mind
What becomes an end
Will start a new origin
Unborn of any trace
Shift past this steady pace
Dawn of time ignites
New birth will its fight
Rising from the earth
Time will fuse its worth
If we ignore our existence, then we become slaves
To our own ignorance, we are slaves!
Past is desperate for a future
So it can have it’s own place
Why do we fight for a future?
Is it for the human race?
Dawn of time ignites
New birth wills its fight