(Poem) Endless Time


Time as it is said, is on our side

But, when every side claims it to be their own

Yet the one who said such a thing is dead

For who’s “our” side does time claim

When one day is like unto a thousand years

Is then a thousand years as one of our days

Do we not that the planets that surround us

Possess their own concept of time on a clock

Is our own personal life’s hour-glass known

Partly full, or partly empty, do we even know

Is there any relevance in a grain of sand

Is not a lifetime but one twinkle among many

Time, do we hold it deer or have no care

Or, do we flitter it away like a heart beat

We assume we have yet to hear

Time, time to smile, time to laugh

Time to cry for mercy one last time

Time, does it waits for any of us

We assume we have time to love

Yet why do we make the time to hate

Why do we waste our time for lies

Do we not know that the next second…

May not be ours to breathe!

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