by Mary E. Lowd

Ornate and antiquated
From a vision of the future
That’s become outdated
We look backward
At how we once looked
Wondering what went wrong
How can we fix the song
Of life we live
Striving through unknowns

What the future holds
May not be as we imagined
But we must own it

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