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Measured Time

The ticking sound of a mechanical clock beats to the music of measured time. This fractured control of man's ebbing life tears apart the golden fabric of eternal rhyme. Broken fragments of eternal years erodes mankind's fabled garden of youth. As invented minutes slap human lives, the busy world forgets celestial truth. Collections of moments become trapped when time is gathered into man's cage. Wisps of days vanish into past memories, as each human being changes with age. The clock's battery operated hands count man's imaginary ideas of time. But the frail existence of human life is silently taught by death's immortal mime.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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