The Future Poem by Sandra Feldman

The Future



Volatility,
Fly low, fly high,
Try to predict,
Future's Sky,
Look at the clouds,
Feel the wind,
Ask somebody
How to win.

But no matter,
What you do,
Nor how hard you try!
Predicting the Future
Is an impossible lie.

Friday, June 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: future,knowledge
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Thinking of politics, finances, even everyday events......
EVERYTHIG!
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 09 June 2017

When did people begin to think they could predict the future? Did the earliest ones think the gods favored them through infallible oracles? Later did they think they had gained the power to see into the future? I'm with you: I think it's an illusion but a dangerous one because people think they're in control of the future. When the Witches show Macbeth how they easily deceived him, they say SHOW HIS EYES (the truth) AND GRIEVE HIS HEART.

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