Bows and Arrows
By Dustin Hall
Posted on 10/12/2000

Time runs away with our youth
it drags with the passing days
we cannot stop it in its driving rage
in time we always know the truth.

If I could hold time I would crush it in my fingers
I would tear apart the hands and lift the pouring sands
time, always there to defy our plans
sometimes it leaves, sometimes it lingers.

It has its way of changing phase
blazing past us faster than light
trailing behind us and everlasting
or standing beside us to tell us why.

Time is what gives us wisdom
Time is what holds us back
Time is what takes us apart for ever
Time is what puts us back together

In time the children are grown
In time the dynasties fall
In time the rings are great in number
In time your child is standing fall.


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