Time is a myth
Made by only man
A great monolith
Rising from the land
It is time that will rule
Conquer every soul
Man is made a fool
He truly doesn't know
We waste this commodity
This thing we know as time
It truly is an oddity
We don't recognize this crime
Each day we rush and hurry
Never satisfied
All we do is worry
When time is gone we have died
If you wish to know what's real
If you can come out from your cave
Man will only heal
Knowing that time was created to enslave
Destroy the clocks
Obliterate all time
At followers throw the rocks
Penalize the crime
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Fleeting Thoughts
PoetryAn ongoing collection of poetry that I tend to write when there is a lot on my mind. I hope that my words can help bring some of those who feel the same way some clarity and insight. Otherwise it may sound like a bunch of nonsense. But to me, it m...
