This is a poem about the nature of time and how it constantly demands your attention. |
Today flew me by gone in a flicker of my eye pushed by the torrent of invinsible time today it seems I forgot to capture mine It may be a sign that I am young Of a time I am still free With my song not yet sung My time yet to be A time where I hope to do nothing A time of no time A time where I drink, dance and sing A time I crave the sublime In this time I am meant to carve my future A future of strength In a place I should be able to Nurture In this world where my life plays its length But that time slipped by again I was alocated nothing today I will giveup then To wander a timeless stray No time for fun No time for me No time to find what I can be Unless of course I catch that time I grip down hard and make it mine Then what could I achieve In this world of messed up dreams Where could I go? Who could I be? Maybe I could hold the world above my head Have people follow where I have led Fill the world with joy and love With time to fit me like a glove The sky's the limit in my dreams But for time thats not enough it seems For time demands my blood my sweat and tears Time demands great effort and the passing of many years |