Time

TIME...

Time passes me by

With no hint of my existence,

No more than a faint scent of yesterday

Racing toward a forever tomorrow

That will never appear

Only to turn today into yesterday

And yesterday into yester-year



TIME...

"Time Is Of The Essence"

Like the heavens to the skies

Poetry in slow motion

As from a beautiful birth, long-lasting,

To a violent, horrific demise;

Memories of when........

And predictions of futures beheld

The sum of many moments, there-in,

Weighed on a greater scale..................TIME!!

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