Through The Ages Poem by Jeremy Horsford

I came to being back when electricity
was an unknown, lightning was act of
God and the thought of explaining
sciences was an attempt at witchcraft.

I have watched many empires rise and
fall, kings and queens of just and
unjust equities, victims falling from
a single word, life of such grand
pleasures and the wave of a hand
orchestrating new destinies.

I have listened to stories being told
and retold with edits to suit the
period, retold truths substantiating
the new direction of society, truths
being fictional characters in the
minds of the forgotten.

I have felt the emotion of the earth
in moments of desperation, the
disappearance of variation, the tears
of the gone and the dreams of the
unimaginable.

I have tasted the sea during
expeditions, the juices of exotic
dining, the smoke of a burning city
and the dust of dry land.

I have hoped to be the linchpin
through the ages. Although, through
my existence, change has reaped it's
reward.

I am no immortal and time has changed
my surroundings to what it once was.
I am now surrounded by things of a
similar nature to that of myself and
there is not much I can do being a
chair.