Time

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


No one has found out what ''Time'' is.

Submitted: October 06, 2017

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Time, wait! Don't run away,

Early or late, you have to end the day.

You bring events that are foolish,

Some that are even ghoulish.

 

Wy can't you take a rest,

And let things run without you.

Humanity gets infest,

With things that are all about you.

 

I hear that you're a healer,

Our troubles are washed away.

If you are a dealer,

Heal me, I pray.

 

Time, you have deluded every one,

Masked and trapped with space.

Trying to write about you is no fun,

You have tricked the human race.

 

We end up not really knowing,

What you really are.

Only the physical clock is showing--

Time, but not from afar.


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