A time will come when all you will have is your past.
When with your eyes wide open, you won't see anything ahead.
Without opening your eyes, you will see your past like a film in 3D.
You will wake up to nothing, and sleep to everything.
You wont be in touch with the world.
Then you will understand, in the world but not of the world.
A time will come, when your generation will move on and leave you behind.
If favour is on your side, the world will pity you, and carry you around like her purse.
Your ears will be wide opened, yet words will struggle to enter your head.
Like your ears are too bottleneck.
It will be a strange time, karma will daily check on you.
The hand you are holding now, will have to hold you.
You will avoid the mirror, cos all you will see when you look at him is wrinkles.
The beauty you are parading, and the 6packs you are showing off would have gone to the grave to sleep.
That time is your old age.
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