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morgen | tomorrow

tomorrow, all will be different
related to time and events past
will we see or read or
physically absorb what has been
and what had cause to happen
in our fading, definite and reflected through
straggling days and nights. to them we pass
through an autograph and a child between the cracks.
we will survive adultery and then the seasons
which reliably come and go between
flights and fingers on keys feeling
the way through visions and residual waste
is it still worthwhile to consider
a life again and the decisions
we should rather make ourselves

we make music for a tomorrow
we believe in
even when occasionally
the gloom breaks through
we won't pause to
describe impossible footsteps
to gain an overview
and prepare ourselves with questions and guns
when we leave home every morning
to power up processors, data-filtering
and authorizing

so in general is it about decisions per se
and not the quality that's striking
later we can barely guess
what's been improved or not probable
to result in onward development in code
or is evolution a cycle mode

everything is political, that is understood
generally un-political as a not
un-interesting reply without becoming
superficial politics has certainly made
and broken a lot
and then we expose ourselves to a 'might'
from which perspective we examine what we
despise or caution hold on tight

from which perspective we observe or what we
despise or caution! hold on tight
perception is still an over-clarified word
encompassing truth and taking
what about truth and giving
that suggests firstly, to "get your ass moving"

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