The Time Has Come Poem by Joseph M Donatelli

When the time has come to know
What makes the difference go so
Between real and imagined flow
The only answers found are no
And so we have to start to grow
Another therory from the ever slow
Imaginary process that smooths the row
Inside this complicated circuit glow

Oh I know that sounds like so much
Twisting words to confuse the bunch
Of honest seekers finding it such
A hard time getting past the trench
Of deceit that throws out such a stench
To dupe the trusting on the fence
Answering questions with a glance
At the undecided struggling mass