Here and Gone
Time's throat swallows our garbage
as we wander through its portal
We have no purpose or meaning to time,
yesterday,today,tomorrow,
are for our own amusement
We count each moment of today,
save our yesterdays,
seek our tomorrows,
Knowing our time has limits,
Time has no mercy,
it will one day swallow us whole
Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2016
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