109. Once Was

My heart is a parody of what once was
The mind's eye shows that what was once
The start of the chapter is
Now the end of the line, as once was.
Driving down the Interstate
The life of others are now gone;
Too late.
To share the shame of one man's home.

As once was was the beginning of the twist
As was once the futility of it all.
To be a man, I gotta try as I can
To share in the lifestream
Of a clouded dream

I never knew what once was
For the shame that I felt overwhlemed.
The late of the pier is all there because
The state of life is as once was.
The battered beatings of the heart
Was once as the wind on the shore.
Once was tearing the sand apart.
In the instrinsic trance of feminist labour.

As once was was the beginning of the twist
As was once the futility of it all.
To be a man, I gotta try as I can
To share in the lifestream
Of a clouded dream

Now I know what once was
The dream I imagine shall be mine
We can all think back to as was once
In another space and time.
The reality of the matter as is now
Is that we should all live
The future of mankind carried in tow.
Forthwith: Survive.