Time,the strength of the feminine character,woman
and masculine,man
A flowing river that takes me to my land of Canaan-future
It holds the past
It sharpens the present
for life ceases to walk when life ceases to run
Fast like the electric subway,it flies
Deadly,it's a disease
a hedious curse to the vagrant
Yet lovely,sweet savoury rose
I snapped,and I grew
I smiled,wrinkles formed
Now I stare at the mirror,old me stares back
It was just a couple minutes ago
when I cried with folded fists,tiny shrill cries of pain and dèpaysement
In the arms of a smiling woman
bubbling in a cauldron of happiness
Time,it fears no man.....
Only God
A ferocious warrior of unprecedented speed
It leaves trails only-of memories
They flash unevenly in our memory
How time flies

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