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Into the darkest clusters of time
One then two we twist we climb
Added within attendance, we see the last part
That doesn’t mean we are all smart
For a portion of an instant, may we spare?
As the whole is combined, we will share
Absorbed on something rather sublime
Two then three we twist we climb
If for a moment, we reach for the heart
Will we know it? Is it an art?
For a portion of an instant, may we share?
Occupied schedule incredible chime
Three then four we twist we climb
Subtract a signal message time looms apart
It fades and falters into thin air.
A solitary tear poised bravely on my façade
What has made this experience so odd?
Walking slowing toward the bend
Into discontentment I do descend
Up and over a silent inclination
With overwhelming trepidation
Can it all be so bleak?
Is humanity really so weak?
If we spend the time
We might halt this dreadful crime
The environment needs us in this instant
We will fix it if we are not complacent
Mother Nature has take care of us
Now its time for us to fuss
Take the time to care of her
We can save her that is for sure
Let us all clean up this mess
For our future we must bless
We must do it for our children’s children
It is for them we shall not ruin
It must be saved, we must preserve
I just know we can conserve
Let us look to another day
Where will the children play?Richard Carter
One more year has gone by without you
Two groups of five slashes plus two times two
Marked notches on the wall
Equal the years without your call
You visit me in dreams
So alive it seems
But when I awake
It all seems so fake
As memories fade into the night
I watch as you pass through the light
It is the visions of you by my side
The reasons I have cried
Since you passed on
Like something gone terribly wrong
A good friend who has gone missing
Has left me wishing
For times since gone
I am left to be strong
One more year has gone by without you
I accelerate diagonally across the thoroughfare,
Insignificant obstacles looming everywhere.
While hopes and dreams I did stow,
Faltering forward my romanticism faux.
Vehicles approach with manufactured hullabaloo,
Dotted yellow lines guide me to you.
I go forward with caution but stop in my tracks,
For I have relapsed but gone beyond the facts.
Where are we going through dark paved streets?
Somewhere at the crossroads where everything meets.
Why are we all so resolute?
When in the scheme of things it is so minute.
Approaching a junction, I accelerate,
Signs forcefully directing me exasperate.
One more thing before I turn the corner,
There are times and places we are all a foreigner.
So when you meet someone new,
Just remember it could be you wearing the other shoe.
Richard Carter
There will be a day after tomorrow
If we release desolation and dismay
We can only gain a new beginning
Just try to keep it all from decay
Why can’t you see it for tomorrow?
Right there waiting around the bend
Why can’t we spend today together?
We could find a place there that we can mend
It is never to late for giving, never to late to forgive.
For it is with care in support of each other
That we can ascend all the way to the end
Let us do it now while we are moving
We could do it right this time I know
There will be a day after tomorrow
Why can’t you see it right around the bend?
I'm sure you feel what it has in store?
We can leave behind all this sorrow
All of us will clear the ground and soar
We won’t be in this darkness anymore
There will be a day after tomorrow
There will be a day after tomorrow
There will be a day after tomorrow
There will be....
Richard Carter
Some clouds came a rumbling across the horizon today,
They were mysterious and daunting is all I could say.
Far from the distance swiftly they draw nearer,
Escorting internal noises drift increasingly closer.
One by one, vapors cover the sky,
Darkness increased it was not shy.
Until all the lights luster made haste in horror,
Submerging into lackluster amidst detail no more.
Then came a loud crash likewise a bright flash,
Instantaneously light and sound became a critical clash.
With a current of air, there came a curtain of rain,
As if the clouds filled with tears began to drain.
The ground became wet nothing-remained dry,
As streams of condensation pooled then cascaded by.
Again a loud sound and more motion and light,
Looking ubiquitously about not a creature in sight.
In a flurry of commotion and an outbreak of fury,
Not an object left untouched everything dreary.
Then in the midst of disorder, there soon came order,
As the haze broke and clouds floated away.
Richard Carter
I have been waiting for you,
With infinite discrepancy I rum do.
Transverse modes that no one knows,
A priori assumption, which define my prose.
Whom do you need, whom do you love?
It is an algorithm shot down from above.
Far from an evaluation declaration,
Of destinies, estimate of a rough calculation.
In which I do not even think twice,
One-step I take on to thin ice,
Refractive index, diffractive terms,
Equations of concerns and germs.
Wait, look, listen what could this be?
Is this really the one for me?
Suddenly perplexed is this a hex?
Time’s evolution of an arbitrary profile,
No wait come back, transverse with me awhile.
I have been waiting for you
With infinite discrepancy I rum do
Then I awaken…
Richard Carter
