Time.

Time.

A Poem by OriZion
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Description of man.

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The fire in their tongue will burn you,
If you take it to heart it devours you.
What if they kill you in their imagination?
I was born in time,
Man lives, man dies,but
Time continues to count.
Man of steel,
You can't steal time.
Although your heart is made of diamond,
You can't buy time.
Time reads, it is the time we write,
But some can't even read or write.
Time has no circle, but
Has given us circles.
Even nature was born in time.
Only if I could go ahead of time,
I will give it enough of wine,
And make it go back in time.
Even time was born in time.

© 2019 OriZion


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Added on March 1, 2019
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OriZion
OriZion

Port Harcourt , Rivers state , Nigeria



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