World Keeps Turning

We may think we are special, something to see. We are, but not like we think. Without us, the world keeps turning, it doesn't need you and me. We all serve a purpose but it is very small, why be so proud, when we are nothing at all. The world keeps turning, keeping perfect time. It cannot stop turning, even for a while. We are all at it's mercy, slaves to master time. Time will not wait for you, it won't even try. In the end we all grow old, can't turn back the hands of time. The world keeps on turning, keeping perfect time. Very soon, the maker of time, the maker of us all. Will give us one last chance, to prove what we are. John Derek Hamilton February22, 2013