Compartment 114
Compartment 114
Charlie
Fly the plane
Time Indeed

Time Indeed

A Poem by GZ

While time's ticking, tik and tok,
second by second - it sums more and more,
it proceeds but never gets old.
What is this thing that grows?

It always existed,
it sometimes got missed,
but at the very end,
it spread all over the land.

It from a tiny idea to huge evolved,
from a round shape to millions more shapes it formed,
many small improvements,
some errors and some adjustments.

From the slow heat to the cold and fast,
from the wood stove to the one with gas,
from early versions to the best of the last.

Technology indeed,
helped us improve,
but now our personality also costs,
living our life in no reality...synapses of a world near the catastrophe.

© 2014 GZ


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