Devon Tremblay

Rookie (April 30 1992 / Canada)

Old Father Time - Poem by Devon Tremblay

The seconds are ticking away
And the minutes are crawling behind me
Time is running out
We've all been set to self-destruct
And the countdown begins

I look at my reflection
It's just another illusion
Because deep down I know I'm decaying
Beneath my skin I'm slowly fading

Now we might as well make this worthwhile
Help rebuild what you defiled

There's only one shot at this
So take aim and shoot high
Let's make a difference before we die

This disease of time is eating away
I feel weaker day after day
crawling deep within
never showing it's face
but it flaunts it's grin
to reassure our fate


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 25, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 20, 2010


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