Su Ben Poet Narrative

Time Kairos, Time Chronos

Although I came this far along with the flow of Chronos
I am only an event of birth and death within Kairos;
in this confusing world, if the essence of life’s value is 
quantitative-material or qualitative-spiritual, a day stands yonder

It’s obvious though, 
if it’s Chronos, I am dragged onward on the way named future;
if Kairos, I am pushed to move forward to the unknown incident;
but the way I am on, is the same dusty road, I was walking on yesterday

it doesn’t matter what you call the distance from the source of the light of sun, moon or stars, metric measurement, astronomical unit, or light year; it’s an unchangeable fundamental principle from the beginning of the world for Chronos 
is the gold and Kairos is the destiny.

Why do men ignore Kairos factor 
always dragged by Chronos, covered in dust 
carrying that overly heavy gold? Though the root of
the twisted strands of humankinds’ affairs; are rolling
along hanging onto those two simple facts,
  
whether you are pushed or dragged, if life is a one-way road 
you have no choice but to go forward, why don’t you cut the toe of
the overlord and vassalage relationship of Kairos, Chronos and you; 
dash at full speed to get ahead of Chronos and soar high in the air 
to look down at Kairos from above.

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