The RemovalistA Poem by andrew mitchell
Time an invisible force:
A measurement, a unit Of a solar day. Grinding stone to dust. In time, dust is gone. We invented time To find time, against us. Time is patient. Time removes. Want something gone. Call time. But time, works for no-more. Your slate will be wiped clean. All your mistakes, doubts, Loved ones, friends, enemies Your existence, all traces Are removed in time, by time. Time works against us all Yet, we dance in step with time. The Earth, the Sun will be erased Wiped clean, no more, by time. Will time in itself, Disappear with time? Only time will tell.
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Added on June 9, 2015Last Updated on June 9, 2015 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
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