Time

Time

A Poem by Davidgeo
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I'm going to stop posting for a while

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I know the cost
the leaves
how they decay
the clock
how she ticks by
i was there when it began
i will be there when it ends
who are you to tell me different
who am i to say you're wrong
what if all we had was these words
because our actions meant the same
what if love just exists to dissolve
what if time just was the same
I know the cost
all the lives
how they decay
and the reason
how it passes by
we all will have to pay
and we were all here when it began
and will we be here when it ends
will we show each other different
how we are not enough
 to show the other
what we don't know enough about

© 2021 Davidgeo


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Time, from birth to death and all that's in between. For some a lengthy life, for others it is over before it has barely begun. Your posted image spoke to me about the unfairness of it all. Some get a comfortable easy ride, others suffer terribly. We get what we get. Some of us can alter the pathway and make it better, most can't. We blossom and bloom like a bud on a rose and then we tincture, decay and are gone. Doesn't that sound so terribly depressing when it is condensed like that.

Chris

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Davidgeo

3 Years Ago

Everything is relative. The terror really is terrifying and it happens to more of us than people li.. read more
Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

I count my blessings believe me when I see what other people have to endure. The hardships, the vio.. read more
Davidgeo

3 Years Ago

I'm glad we're lucky. If only to write our stupid poems and talk about them. We won the lottery, .. read more



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Time, from birth to death and all that's in between. For some a lengthy life, for others it is over before it has barely begun. Your posted image spoke to me about the unfairness of it all. Some get a comfortable easy ride, others suffer terribly. We get what we get. Some of us can alter the pathway and make it better, most can't. We blossom and bloom like a bud on a rose and then we tincture, decay and are gone. Doesn't that sound so terribly depressing when it is condensed like that.

Chris

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Davidgeo

3 Years Ago

Everything is relative. The terror really is terrifying and it happens to more of us than people li.. read more
Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

I count my blessings believe me when I see what other people have to endure. The hardships, the vio.. read more
Davidgeo

3 Years Ago

I'm glad we're lucky. If only to write our stupid poems and talk about them. We won the lottery, .. read more

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