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It's All About Time
We’re all slaves and don’t even know it we’ll be slaves until we’re gone,
Because our lives are controlled by time and time always marches on.
It tells us when to go to sleep it tells us when it’s dawn,
It even tells us when we can eat because it is time and time marches on.
It records when we are born it knows the second that we die,
Time has seen everything because by everything time marches by.
Time slows or waits for no one for time doesn’t have to drink or eat,
Time always continues onward time marches to a steady beat.
Time is a constant reminder of how long we’ve been around,
From the very moment we’re born time is counting us down.
JRS © 2-26-99
The "Okie" Poet
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