Hours
Minutes
Seconds
they all pass by
each one of us may carry an alibi
sometimes I just wonder why
we are ruled by time
time takes everything
time can take us from nothing to something
Hours separate lovers from meeting each other
Hours Moms do wait for the babies to stop crying and don't bother
Hours between you and me
How just an imaginary thing control who are you going to be
Because hours separate you from your grave
so consider what you give and what you take
time passes rolling all of us in a big wild wave
what time is it now?!
oh I think that's enough I should take a break
YOU ARE READING
Beyond The World.
PoetryBeyond the noise of the world there's a stairway leading to the basement of a fantastic world.
