• Preparing for yesterday;
    not near ready for today.
    Clouds cover what needs found,
    if only it wasn’t lost for now.

    Thinkin’ about the years before,
    but all I know is the lore.
    The stories of the yesteryears
    don’t uncover the mysteries.
    I wish I knew what was true,
    but only liars write history.

    The unknown keeps most silent
    till its secrets are unlocked.
    Mysteries are its only cover
    but no one cares to look.
    They close the door and forget
    instead of looking in front of them.