Past2 Poem by John Prophet

Past.
Slips
away.
Fades to
memories.
Memories
die.
Vaporize.
Cease
to exist.
Riding
the nexus.
Future.
Mystery.
Unknown.
Falling
away,
by the
wayside.
Expendable.
Generations.
One
to the
next.
Energy
expended.
Propelling
brake neck
forward.
To what
end?
Where
to?
What
part was
played?
What
purpose
served?
Burning
through
existence,
to the
future
headed.
Charging
through
time.
Damn,
throttle
wide open.
Full speed.
Faster and
faster.
Hold
tight.
Dark
unknown
tunnel
ahead!