Began Again

Without a title begin again 
Running after nothing ten 

After seven it's not a clock 
Such was hard place next to rock 

Failing to flush a direction 
Straight upon a random section 

Roadways laugh at casual walkers 
Scheming goes to better talkers 

Making way to going forth 
Monthly check-ins on the fourth 

Had a plan unraveled here 
Looking glass was mirror clear 

Telescope a frightening sky 
Telling truths that lie and lie 

What was the purpose 'isting spun
Prefix fires a nasty gun 

Won't you let a life be lived 
Gold won't come through panning sieved 

Without a start refuse to end 
Epilogue's begin again