Adam Zank

Rookie (July 13,1991 / Pennock Hospital, Hastings Michigan)

Excersize In Futility - Poem by Adam Zank

Like water through my fingers
Time evades my grasp.
Invisible, intangible,
as uncatchable as wind.
Oh, how I long to possess
that which possesses all, in time.
Metal, mountain, ocean, life-
each are as a dropp of water
into an ocean when faced
with this Force to be Reckoned With.
Will it be mine, before I depart this Mortal Coil?
Ironic, isnt it, for only Time will tell!

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 7, 2005

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 11, 2010

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