Poetry From The Heart
Time is a killer bee
whirls around lands and over-seas
stingers often leave a wound
countless times carried to the tomb.
It doesn’t hesitate for a living soul
revolving and spiraling out of control.
Time attempts to steal love
granted from God above.
It feels no pain nor has a heart
it robs beauty and rips a soul apart.
Veto’s pity and hates blame
its forever…continues on the same.
Time steals memories sealed away
leaves some people in grave dismay.
It ages the young and scars humankind
awards knockout punches oft times.
Time is a killer bee
tiptoes, hustles and cannot be seen.
Time’s a life source never to be caught
regardless the reckoning people have sought.
Time’s a killer bee running out of control
rules mankind…invades their souls.
It’s a run-a-way gesticulation…a mind of its own
will it remain when human life is gone?
Time’s a life source never to be caught…