Continuous time
A funny interpretation of time
The second,
The minute,
That specific hour.
As time continued running from the past,
who will win the past or present,
I ask– the past influences the present,
Does it not?
A bad influence I say!
Could the present impact the future,
Do I dare to ask a second time?
In an hours’ time? I ask the second.
Where does time fleet, hop and skip.
I sit staring at that time of a bomb,
that clock of a hand,
waiting for a chime, when time was worth a dime.
We run out of time, for another minute of silence,
Separating the time of an hour, a minute, that second,
before no more time, wait another time, a continuous time lapses.
