Tomorrow Comes a Yesterday

Tomorrow comes a yesterday And all become the same As long-held tenets suffocate Where prayers are prey, and few remain With knowledge, was it ever there Except in wistful dreams? Can consciousness be spun and spared Without that supernatural being? Though proof abounds to contradict Belief for believings' sake Why swipe the crown or smite the tick Of Heavenly Host or heathenly wraith? Disgruntled hordes will take a stand Against life's tyranny But none are wiser than the man Who sews and reaps eternal seed Enduring scorn, inviting scoffs While going 'gainst the grain Of physics, Darwin and the clock Which ushered the almighty bang So, what is right and who is wrong And does the Chairman care? When nothing satisfies the throngs Who fight more wars for space and air Who claims the spoils of rock and soil If nothing more awaits The passage of the mortal coil Than ashen hearth or shallow grave? Yet, if, in time, time disappears And all things cease to be Who'll hoist a stem in Bertha's Bar To boldly toast time's victory? Tomorrow comes a yesterday In perfect symmetry Where life is but a brief charade And only grief is guaranteed Save for the ones who're blessed Who've searched their hearts and met The Perfect Peace