Kronos

The clock ticks
And speaks
"I am a moment,
The Beat of Time."

    And it ticks, ticks, ticks
    Through bad and good times
    Without care for souls
    Stuck in those moments.

Above all evils,
All dreams, desires,
All passions and smiles,
Stands Kronos
- an eternal stream, his breath a mere moment.

    He gives to take;
    He takes and gives,
    It goes on and on and on.

He isn't touched
By our sighs
Our cries or our silent pride.
Kronos is indifferent to us.

    Forever chased by Him
    We go, through dark and shine,
    Our own ways on well threaded paths.

Tick-tock goes the clock
And speaks
"I am a moment,
The Beat of Time.
You cannot outrun me."