The Wickedness of Time

Do not ask time to work in tandem with you. It won't. It revels in doing just the opposite. It is Satan's vicious curse. Time doesn't care if you have one leg hopping along the fast lane to keep up. It won't adjust to your pace. It leaves you in the dust every time. Do not bother extending a hand of friendship to time. It slaps down every outstretched hand. It insists on staying your enemy. Time seethes with envy; so envious it's working year after year to ravage your beautiful face with age, to oxidize all your precious shiny things. It scoffs at your youth and vitality so enjoy them while you have them. Live your life while both are still intact. before time wreaks its havoc. Marvel at the colorful flowers blooming in your garden while spring is still young, for time will eventually wilt them all. Cruel and merciless; time... kills us all in the end! N-A re-run 7 Poetry Contest (Winner: 2nd Place) Sponsored by John Hamilton Date submitted: 06/14/2020 Time Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke (N/A) Date written: 06/10/2020