Time Poem by first comet

Time



In a fight to make right
One wrong, a million wrong
I found self distressed
I felt heart weary
I grieved bygone youth
I glimpsed a dim horizon

Time, the greatest exposé

In the battle of self-indulgence
Comforting convictions, posed

The hubris of man, shows
The voyeurism of time, satisfied

That's the end of most fights!

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