Time bears down
10/19/2009 § Leave a comment
“Time bares down”
Over the rolling hills and the fading green valleys, through the late summer fields patched with yellows and brown, time bears down. As the season turns older not only the colors of the meadows will adjust.
Along the Sycamore line roads with neatly packed homes, were happiness once did sound, time bears down. Hard working to earn keep, the reward looks meek, remembering those times so robust.
Promises were broken as the grips were loosened, amazement as time bears down. Confusion and lies bind the wrists and eyes, leaving you with miserable fleeting trust.
This heavy burden to will past as time has its way with us-As time bears down. Soon we will be free of ignorance that deceived, this new knowledge will to be abused in chance of that we lust…