Chronos - Poem by gershon hepner
Chronos is the time some see as fate,
search-engine of all mysteries profound,
and gives the marathon we run a date
for all events in life’s great runaround.
It is the time, we’re told, that does not wait,
circular perhaps, for what goes round
comes round, sometimes, though usually too late,
when we lie quite oblivious underground.
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