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Appeal against Time

The malicious winding of your hurried pace
That erases fond memories without a trace
Wastes things that breathe and things mute.
Pitiless Time - you are such a ruthless brute!

If you only aged men who your dials mess,
Or only blighted the cute ignorant mistress
Who thinks that your clocks tick for naught,
Then yours would be a war honorably fought.

But in your cruel rounds of unjustified rage 
You smite the harmless poet with old age
And make him halt the scribbling of his pen
And dim his wits beyond their heyday ken.

Perhaps no one has rebuked your wanton brutality,
And maybe you will grant my pursuit for eternity –
But if in your undue use of force you snuff my breath,
Then at least leave my innocent rhyme in intact health.

Copyright © Hannington Mumo


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  1. Date: 11/24/2015 9:51:00 PM

    Just a wow, powerful and striking me off cue but it good way!~Olive Eloisa =`)
  1. Date: 11/23/2015 4:46:00 PM

    Absolutely brilliant. You are a wonderful and thought full poet. Bev
  1. Date: 11/17/2015 2:49:00 PM

    Wow, just wow. this poem shows what a great a poet you are, now and beyond the faces of time. #7
  1. Date: 11/14/2015 11:52:00 PM

    This poem expresses an argument with Time we will never win, but fortunately with poetry our words are eternal and when we can no longer string a few words together our legacy will still stand proud! Loved this one Hannington!
  1. Date: 11/13/2015 5:26:00 AM

    Hannington, you have captured the race against time to complete a life's work. To put to paper what is on our mind before old age robs us of our thoughts and death stills our pen. You have communicated this so delightfully in your poem. You are such a deep thinker and your poetry offers great insight. I love your poetry, my friend. Can't wait to read the next one. :) Janece
  1. Date: 11/12/2015 5:01:00 PM

    This one would get a 7+ if the scale went higher! Your dramatic use of personification is very impressive--as is your choice of topic and theme. Janice
  1. Date: 11/12/2015 1:24:00 PM

    VERY GOOD! Awww yes what I call Exestential Depression...that angst that everything worked for (earned, strived, achieved, gained, knowledge, material or inmaterial) is all for not! Our lesson as the wick burns down. Everything is just a gift to use for a short time & then the gift moves on. I enjoyed the plot, the "having it out" with Time. I enjoyed the rhyme, personification, & easy flow that moves this forward. Seven (7)