Able is soul, but sometimes I can’t carry the load. <br />Then my soul turns unable like time it’s sometimes. <br />Sing a carol. <br /> <br />Time is unable, my soul take a plunge I can’t run. <br />I tried to turn. <br /> <br />Unable, I say unable life a carol sail but sometimes. <br />I think we are living in hell.<br /><br />Junius Barnes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/time-is-unable/
