Poetry : The Future Is Then.
Where are all those flying Cars?...Fish bowls on heads,
And the housewife auto helpers.
The future is now?
All I see is Hell.
If we could only embrace,
Each other and our visions.
Pessimistically optimistic we are :
The future population the solution,
The search for Spock is over,
He has gone, and we ARE the next generation.
Days currency free within reach,
Good intentions but... kids to feed.
Good luck children, you can do it!
They said yesterday that tomorrow is the day.
So I pass that message on :
The time isn't now..the future is then.