Time’s Imperative


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TIME’S IMPERATIVE

As time ticks on and counts the days 
Leaving my past behind, 
I notice how my history fades,
I become both deaf and blind.

Time holds its head above the crowd 
Perceiving what’s ahead,
But never looking back to see
What I have heard and said. 

Relentless in its forward tread
And ruthlessly intent
On making sure the future comes,
On certitude hell bent.

Oh, tell me then pig-headed Time,
Why this relentless pace
Cannot be paused allowing me
To stay life’s hectic race.

If I could stop your clock and cause
One single beat to sever,
I’d grasp that moment with both hands
And live in it for ever.

 

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4 thoughts on “Time’s Imperative

  1. Excellent poem as always Rolan and I should possibly ponder longer before responding.
    I get the strong and happy feeling that you love life but hate how it measures it
    in little pieces. Clock time is very unnerving so ignore it as much as possible.
    You say:
    “Oh, tell me then pig-headed Time,
    Why this relentless pace
    Cannot be paused allowing me
    To stay life’s hectic race.”

    Of course we can punch the Time piece in the face and make each day a wonder.
    Or am I just a dreamer.? 😊.

    miriam

    Liked by 1 person

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