The Future is Now

“Oh, I’ll get around to it someday,”

The procrastinator chimes.

“Right now, this, tomorrow, that.

It’s only a matter of time.”

 

But time doesn’t stay,

It keeps running away,

And tomorrow may never arrive.

We cannot foresee and there’s no guarantee

We’ll be lucky enough to survive.

 

The young man may look to the future,

And the young woman sketches her schemes.

But chance and delay comes to get in the way

Causing chaos to shatter their dreams.

 

Rosanna retired with a whimpering whine

After decades of struggle and sweat,

But the greatest desires

Of her youth have expired

And now she looks back with regret.

 

Tomorrow’s dark phantom

Looks back with a scowl

To humbly remind us…

The future is now.