Out Of My Time Poem by Charles M Moore

It's just a history I tell
of what and where so far
for I have seen the dawn of time
and I lived on the star
beyond the place that's known as earth
before the moon that shines
I have walked the centuries
yet feel out of my time

I was there when men were bare
I gave them heart and soul
I adopted five of them
who through the nations roamed
each one was a shaman
they taught the use of mind
the man today is what they gave
they were out of my time

Philosophy and poetry
the questions still remain
religious magic formed from art
destiny sustained
you only had to follow
the path was there to find
but greed the monster I had slain
put you out of my time

The future's there, it's always been
you only have to choose
go back to where you should have been
you don't have time to lose
your fathers knew the secret
you don't have to be blind
your mothers won't forgive you
if you're out of my time

The beauty lies before you
you will see it on the morn
it whispers high above you
when you receive the dawn
open up your heart and mind
the wisdom will unfold
then you'll be out of my time
you will be reborn.