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time doesn't meander
it darts and shoots
on my wall it goes round
in our eyes it grows old
in the future it moves quick
just as I am waiting up
the ticks tocks
the tock clocks on
you can measure it with day
night it's not so easy
the darkness steals it
keeps it in a moist place
locked in a tomb of silence
the great sun star frees it
water, NONE! wind, NONE! light,
NONE can keep up with it
we invent the tool to measure it
although it is better we don't see it
if we could image it imagine
the trouble it would bring
could the hearts of man stand it?
can the minds of genius envelop it?
would the balls in your sockets
burn to a fine ash if this were possible?
for me I can not stand it
I close my eyes
oh why oh why are you!?
do you even exist?
are you invented by insane men? lunatics!
accepted by the social majority as sane?
your commerce can feed you it
ruin your life by it
what a pity you nor I can save it
keep it in a bank
spend it at the right moment, not time!
it would only corrupt
wouldn't it?
perverted into a commodity
even moreso now than before
slow or fast
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Time is a commodity
Date: Saturday, 1st May 2004 @ 03:52:38 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Loyalist
Never question the future
time doesn't meander
it darts and shoots
on my wall it goes round
in our eyes it grows old
in the future it moves quick
just as I am waiting up
the ticks tocks
the tock clocks on
you can measure it with day
night it's not so easy
the darkness steals it
keeps it in a moist place
locked in a tomb of silence
the great sun star frees it
water, NONE! wind, NONE! light,
NONE can keep up with it
we invent the tool to measure it
although it is better we don't see it
if we could image it imagine
the trouble it would bring
could the hearts of man stand it?
can the minds of genius envelop it?
would the balls in your sockets
burn to a fine ash if this were possible?
for me I can not stand it
I close my eyes
oh why oh why are you!?
do you even exist?
are you invented by insane men? lunatics!
accepted by the social majority as sane?
your commerce can feed you it
ruin your life by it
what a pity you nor I can save it
keep it in a bank
spend it at the right moment, not time!
it would only corrupt
wouldn't it?
perverted into a commodity
even moreso now than before
slow or fast
never question the future

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