The Curtain

I am the curtain concealing the past.

I'll keep my vigil until the last.

To cords of time I am held fast;

Created never to tear.

I know of all lessons which have been taught.

I know every dream which has been wrought.

Every idea and every thought;

New philosophies are rare.

Repeating the errors, and not a few;

All strive to be first with something new.

I cannot speak, "It is untrue."

I cannot the hardship spare.

With time machines it is said I've been tried.

In truth, I'll never be pushed aside.

Until time ends, I will abide;

To be freed from my great care.