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TIME
Every one heard the shot
They started off the block
The clock struck 12
They reached the end
No time anymore since it stopped
Wade, swim, float, sink and drown
In the sea of time and its many a storm
Were it not for the hand reaching down
From beyond that which can be fathomed
From beyond that which can be known
Yet the times of pain and pleasure
Beget joy and sorrows in good measure
No escape but death in the labor, fear or treasure
Sad, the journey traveled away from those we love
Paradoxically, it brings reunion with loved ones gone above
But sight is feeble and cannot see beyond
The toil and happiness of life and home
Time marches onward like some god soldier
Ushers life along, makes one wiser or bolder
To the frontline where work and day are finished
The structure once vacant is then demolished
Youth is not a capricious or thoughtless gift
It but helps the traveler be ready and equipped
For revelry and progeny and days of endless sun
Reflecting not upon the arduous task that they've begun
Blithely carrying the crushing weight of every year and hour
But time cannot put out the spirit’s brightly burning flower
Rather it is history that will be undone eventually
By something reflected in each soul called eternity
Herein this story we must now make an end
But conversely, let us tell everyone how it will begin
In this verse is a chronology, the reader to remind
It speaks of life’s predicament, dressed up in nursery rhyme
Of life and death and happiness, and work under the sun,
The rising unto heaven, so you'd better have some fun
For the great cosmos will one day have run out all time
Therein to announce a newly
begun paradigm
