Not a Moment
Not a moment is promised,not a second of the day. Taste the love of other humans,take the time along the way. Have a smell of the flowers,watch clouds passing in the sky. And remember the good moments,when you finally say goodbye. Life as we know it,can end without a moments notice. Take the time that you have,and live it to the fullest. For as sands pass through the hour glass,time is ever ticking. So don't waste any time you have,by follishly eating a bullet. Sleep the sleep,of those long gone from this land. Hear the cries of the world,as theyecho within your mind. To be no longer here,but feel the pains of those who must remain. For what is insanity,nothing less then loss of understanding. See the sad faces,locked within a lost and lonely soul. Space and time can never release,pain thats burned into your mind. To sleep the sleep of the dead,and never awake within reality again. For shallow is the line,between reality and insanity. So cherish all your time,upon this seemingly unforgiving world. Find it in your heart,to forgive the games that people play. For as the sands pass through the hour glass,forever marking time. Spend your time wisely,for not a moment is promised.
Copyright © Cecil Humphries | Year Posted 2012
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