Time is not a toy to play,
Life is not made of clay.
Paths once ever made
Never will leave your shade.
Time that went past
Another look it will never cast.
Oh! Traveller don't loose your way
Because, time the lord will only slay.
Mercy of that Portia's speech,
Is well done, to a playing reach.
'Cause thy time is thy commander
While thou is merely a pawn left to wander....
In the greating game
That is called living life,
To survive isn't a fairies tale,
But it leads to a dragons lair.
Prepare, Oh! Wanderer
As their will be no guardian angel.
Your hands serve thy chisel,
Carve thy faith, Oh! Soldier.
Don't look back twice,
As thou will have to leave, thy past
To make, to thy smile.
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Life and time
PoetryDoesn't everyone toy around with time ?? Letting it pass by ... But the truth is time will never look back.
