Time

A Kyrielle poem about time.

Time ceases to be understood

Veiling what is well and good

Complex to all the human minds

Will our time ever terminate?

People become lost to themselves

craving to recall their past selves

stolen from time of endless winds

Will our time ever terminate?

Creatures bound to Earth by our age

Eternity trapped in a cage

Growing, "improving", in all kinds

Will our time ever terminate?

Time controls all those young and old

Many try to break the grim hold

But nothing could they ever find

Will our time ever terminate?