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Forever Time is a word, without relevance or worth. Conceived by mankind, a distance from birth. If birth is the beginning, and death the end. A concept of life, where souls never blend So in (your) time, evolution takes place. Subspecies continue, race after race, Growing and learning, well so it seems. Scheming, planning, following your dreams. Ignoring the purpose, that creation intended. Irreparable damage, never to be mended. Tears from heaven cause rivers to rise. Even this warning, can't make mankind wise. So then the ground shakes, ashes fill the sky. Still leaves them asking, still wondering why. Without a response, So soon you shall know. Creation will send, a massive, a final blow. A guided hand, will reach past the stars. Beyond your time, you can't fathom how far. It's what you do, that may change your fate. Only days from now, yes, It might be to late. The Father and Mother weak from your years. Giving their love, dealing with everlasting fears. Will make you aware, of the reality of time. That it only has value, if you don't open your eyes. Rick Newell Jan/11/14

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