Time

Her broken heart will never heal
His saddened eyes will never dry
How cruel is life who signed the deal
As all were born, we all shall die

Shattered fragments lost to time
Pass with beauty as age creeps
Unanswered questions dance with rhyme
And flirt with fate where dead men sleep

Oh cruel is time as if askance
To treat so few as only men
From dust to dust the wind of chance
Steals the past once more again

J.C.

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