I am the world you forget
(Or choose to erase),
The one you fear
In your sleep.
I am the memory
That you don't discuss,
Check my kind
I am your future.
I am your place of birth,
I am your good news,
Whose millennium are you?
I am not a star
Just a universe,
I am not just me
Still I am.
I am a way of life
With countless days,
I bring seasons
As I speak.
I am the I you debated
And I created
The hours before your time.
I am an old scribe,
From the first tribe,
Whose millennium are you?