Life, Timed And Numbered Poem by Ferdinand L Quintos

Since the sundial’s invention,
then the vertical division
of earth’s face from pole to pole
by longitudes, as we now call,
per its turn of twenty-four hours,
they have timed this life of ours.

Since the calendar called Julian,
then one we now call Gregorian,
set on the earth’s axial movement
science found as permanent,
people on earth have remembered
our days on earth are now numbered.

Relations of time and bodies
have been subject of studies
through the past several ages,
the relativity theories,
but unless one is a physicist
he may not know that they exist.

Some kinds of relativity
even with modernity
have long held people not for good
depending on their moment’s mood,
disorienting their perceptions
of the obtaining conditions.

It seems the time stands still
for those, to live, have lost the will,
it has slowed quite a big bit
for those in sorrow and who wait,
time is short and in a hurry
those who are very happy.

Measurement by hour and day
of our terrestrial stay
has its own special meaning
more than its silent ebbing,
a new day is God’s opinion
this world He loves well must go on.

©FLQ 02.17.14