Good times and Fun

Mankind's greatest fall of all: the clock's 
ticking hastens to the confrontation 
of one man against another--the fight 
of brother against brother, and all others. 

There seems to be a time ahead when 
men will hate each other and fight until 
they're dead. I wish it were all a dream 
and these thoughts didn't mean anything. 

But it's all there to see; it's a repeated 
behavior of history. Now, the weapons 
are bigger than ever before; Mankind is 
is still talking about another war. 

The clock is ticking, but wait, it's just time, 
which means there's still more time to wait. 
The clock is just an invention of man's 
mind. It has no feeling, it has no brain 
in reality, it's not even time. 

Stop the clock, and take it off the wall. 
Time out! No one has to fall. Sit down; 
there's time to burn. Let's look at history-- 
there are lessons there to learn. 

Is war what we want to do--destroying 
the world of me and you? Do we not want
to get old and gray, and watch our children
love laugh and play? 

What is this hate we feel? What makes 
this hate something real? Why do we 
let it tear us apart, when in us lives 
a living beating heart? 

Time out! I say, mankind has come a long 
way. Can we look back at all the things 
we have done? Can't we see that we are 
a human race of one? The truth is these 
are really the times for great love and fun? 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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