Daytime Robber

Go to all the trouble, conform to the circumstances, become the light.
 
Beaming forward, making the future lit.
 
But the future was always there, and will be there always.
 
The past is the least important time perspective, the knowledge known, the experiences experienced, the damage done.

Read the words, remember the memories, that's all the past is, words and memories.

There are no saints. 

They were all burned or shot or hung or mangled or fell to some other fate. 

Death don't care about good or bad deeds, it just comes anyway. 

Like a daytime robber with no worries of getting caught. 

Maskless and all up in your personal business, invading your personal space.