Time
Time
BY HEROLD OSMOND OWOSEB
My name is time
I’m linked to crime
Sometimes they cry when I pass them by
At different places, I have different faces
It is amazing to see them hate me
But even when they hate me
They’re loosing pieces of me
I’m a universal genius
They even try to buy me
Sometimes I run, sometimes I walk
But if they know me well
They know that I am constant
I’m slow when they need me
And quick when they mistreat me
But as you sit and read this
You've used some pieces of me
But even when you eat me
You will never kill me
1 February 2012
Copyright © Herold Owoseb | Year Posted 2013
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