Oh Scandalous Time
Time goes on
Without a trace
Never seeing
Face to face
Even A glimpse
Of what is in store.
You try hard
To no avail
Ever lis'ning
For the bell
To ring The sound
That ends the war.
Time just goes
(On earth, in space)
Never slowing
Up the pace
To let You have
The chance to score.
Copyright © Clifford Woodell | Year Posted 2008
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