pathetic.org :: My Name is Yesterday by Jane E Pearce

My Name is Yesterday

My name is yesterday,

the past is my home,

the road to tomorrow

is littered with flesh and bone.

My words are piled neatly,

locked in time's box, along

with men's travails-

famines, wars, and the pox.

07/17/2005

Member Comments on this Poem

Posted by Ashok Sharda on 07/21/05 at 05:35 PM

Yes, the cause of today. There won't be a present if there wasn't a past, present being the effect of the cause, past.

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