The Call of Father Time & Forever Is a Concept
Part 1: The Call of Father Time
Will no one hear the call of Father Time?
That cruel, sadistic giver and taker away
For matter flows from place to place in time
Then forms in you to give your life away
Now Father Time is calling out in haste
says: "Children of the cosmos, waste me not!"
Yet still we cry: "My life has gone to waste!"
Reminiscing on the times that Time forgot
Though time is standing still for all the lovers
It's moving like an acid trip for most
And approaching like a gallows for the others
While the lovers watching on propose a toast
So Father Time is hanging like a noose
But no one fears the rope when hanging loose
Part 2: Forever is a Concept
Forever is a concept that we lust for
But all that exists in time is here and now
So ask yourself, which one of these you trust more
Then stare at Time's cold eyes and take a bow
For the moment, matter binds together in us
In a moment, it will bind in something new
For Time, it's atoms to atoms and dust to dust
Yet here I sit awaiting something new
"Hurry up Time, I'm waiting" we all say
And Father Time grants every single wish
"Be careful, children of the cosmic fray"
"In the future you will wish you never wished"
Let the clock that's ticking loudly be a sign
To hear the pleading call of Father Time
Copyright © Herb Alyètte | Year Posted 2010
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