Our World is Timeless

There is no Time

No time to write
No time to read
No time to think,
No time to breath.
Everything goes by so fast
Both future and the present
Always morphing into past
No end to it I see
No comforting repast
Just on and on and on
This forever ever lasts.
No break, no intercede
That separates the age
Like a moment and eternity
Trapped we are in time's dead cage
A child to life, yet death's owned slave
Foolish youth and ghastly sage
Here and now we dig our graves
In the graveyard's sable shade
In the cemetery's final gloom
In the warmth of darkened womb
In the night of a new moon
We are victims, this I know
Of growth and growing our own doom.