Lover’s love Hater’s hate Giver’s give Taker’s take Which am I Is there reason to the why Now, then Or still around the bend I am each stuck in time But the future That Is always mine
Hardened synapses Carrying thoughts Like prisoners on cattle cars To the death chamber Only to be reprieved Regenerated, renewed Then, Funneled back into the synapses To repeat the death cycle Without
If I could find A rhyme for time What would coincide Money, freedom, short, long All pertinent, few relevant In the end Time is a fleeting friend But then How long is eternity
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