Come, shall't thy open thy great book of time <br />So this mortal's eyes may gaze in wonder? <br />Let me find the true path that shall be mine, <br />Before body and soul are torn asunder <br />Cronos, take pity on this poor mortal, <br />Reveal the secrets of my future self <br />Shall I untimely slip though death's portal? <br />Or shall I reach the pinnicle of wealth? <br />Mans stay upon Earth is all too brief. <br />Grant me some knowledge of what is to come <br />I ask you, O Cronos, for this relief, <br />Speak, speak i command you, do not be dumb <br />Then Cronos spoke. 'That is not to be known <br />Time's secrets must be for the gods alone.'<br /><br />The Punter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/prayer-to-cronos-god-of-time/
