Freesong

If yesterday was the beginning And tomorrow is the end Then where do we stand now? Where do we stand in this moment Waiting here lost in the middle Tossed 'bout and brittle Belittled and quibbled over leaps and bounds Of binds that decline to release our minds Requiring our constantly conditioned responding Forever now absconding Our reason and obsession Digression Because here I go again Rambling on about beginning and end So much that I ignore the distance Lost to a losing streak of fighting verbal tenses Clashing broadly Ungodly Against the grain But not the pain That gets inflicted on others Through our crying Ou