The Mirror of Time

18/04/2017 Mirror Of Time Surrounded by skeletons, All just a' running and fast, Occupying their moments and minds., Big time, Regrets of the past.., To stop themselves espying.., The mirror of time. My friend.., my age, a paperboy., On his bike ., cycling to catch the freetime Of a Sunny Saturday morning., In 20 Billion., I'll recall him.., Free-wheeling, right 'long, The middle line. Got an advert inter-netted me., A mystic, says my future's all set.., For a minimal amount of coinage.., Tomorrow's Knowledge., And for a coin? What'd they hope for with what they purloin? Guess I'll ask them in 20 billion.., See if they kinda misspent their days., They'll just give me their enamoured bible still.., in some kind of reverence, And say their guns speak louder than prayers. I'm just surrounded by all these walking skeletons., All running around to nowhere and fast., Trynna' occupy their minds and their moments, But the mirror of time and their payment.., .....Comes.... At last.