Time Is of the Nonsense

Seconds, minutes, hours and days Weeks, months, years and decades Centuries, millenniums and forgotten ages The book of time is filled with endless pages We can trace time, from the time before time began All the time in the world has passed, but what have we to learn Men and kings before us, have lived in this very world We walk their very steps, soon to join them in the ground Life is brief with no consolation or relief Time will not stop for men to deal with their grief Time speeds furiously, knocking everything to the past Buildings are brought down in a blast, as men turn to dust Time is but a vast and invincible prison Holding its captives till death for no reason Time is boring, mindless and unfair It is out of our control no matter how much we care From the day of creation, and the very first sunrise Men have wrestled with time, and paid a high price Suffering only to live and living only to suffer Life is bleak, tragic and there is no time buffer Time makes no sense, even if it be of value To live your whole life tense,and next is your burial To set your whole life by the calendar and the diary To be betrayed by time,all those days you woke up early Time is a treasure that has no pleasure Working days are much more than days of leisure By the time you have time to enjoy your hard earned dime You are sick all the time and your past your prime Times change, but time changes not its behavior Aging and erasing men, as they seek mercy from their savior To resurrect in a world where the day does not end To live in a world where time is dead