A Little History for Today's Future

Paths are crossed but never broken
The sweetest smells turn putrid
But when my maker goes to sleep
To dream of where to place defeat
This tale is unforgiving

There is no need to make amends
No goodbyes to solemn friends
Because that man can see us shaking
Covered up while the sun is breaking
Through and through

Challenge epochs with subtle schisms
Attempt to shake up nature’s rhythms
All in vain I must confess
For his only duty is to bless
Those who look up

Where it is bright by aged delight
There is no shadow of which to fright
Follow the trail in morning dew
Speak from beneath a soul made new
And let it be the day it came to be