but_can_i_be_trusted: March 30, 1921-June 13, 2005 (Grandpa)
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Title: 'Time'
Fandom: Original Poetry
Rating: G
Notes: Crossposted to [community profile] anythingdrabble and [community profile] drabble_zone

How we balance ourselves precariously
On this wide, drifting ocean of Time
Believing ourselves, oh, quite seriously
That we control its thoughts and climes

But Time itself has its very own way
Its prankish, tricky ways, even thus
And Though we believe we make it sway
It wipes us all out with never a fuss

What fools we are to think such as we
Are masters of this great and vast universe
For it is greater than ever we shall be
And mocks us at each and every reverse

Time rules us all to a man
Thus it always can
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