WE MIGHT NOT DANCE

Today we want to dance,
and the drums make the sounds,
we are taking the first step;
and a drum is saying tep, tep, tep.

yesterday, we wanted to dance,
but the drums were too hark in sounds,
and we let time roll on unreal;
then we understand the deal.

tomorrow we might not dance,
'cause we might not have the bones to dance,
we'll look on the grey of the playground;
and think the dancers be stupendous surround.

the days of old for you-are new days for me,
let another truth be told for real,
yesterday, today and even morrow;-
are all now..............now...........now-
THE MARK OF TIME AND TIDE.................

courtesy andy2000s Thralldom