Time has never been right
You make the ticking count
The wind of every second shall write
What glory or misery you scout
Old stars still sparkle before their fall
Time has never been right
It is your world to rule
Success never be your birthright
Embrace the flaws that make and unmake you
Clock winds forward till backward
All over she sails forward
To and fro... she reminds us of our fall
Ageing in this misery sail we onward
Until the dawn beckon our fall
Time has never been right
Time has never been right
Buckle up! The storm arrives
Innocence gives no man his diet
Hard work and prosperity decides
Fate; nothing but what man makes himself!
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IN THE EYES OF A GOD
PoetryThis second publication of poetry emerges from a deep reflection of society. Each poem explores problems ranging from our individual selves to society in general. Follow me through IN THE EYES OF A GOD to the reveal society's greatest flaws.
