It's not deliberate <br />Merely common misconception <br />The way the wheels turn <br />Without purpose, without direction <br />Tumbling towards a certain end <br />It's...not a matter of isolation <br />Some liabilities are meant to stay <br />In order to remind us <br />Of the things I dare not say <br /> <br />It makes sense <br />Perfect sense <br />The end of times <br />The lack of defense <br />As past pretensions stack <br />I intend to uphold the things I have <br />Not the ones I lack <br /> <br />What comes our way <br />Sometimes helps us <br />Sometimes holds the night over day <br />We might stop while we're ahead <br />And dedicate ourselves to something better <br /> <br />It's been years <br />It's been years, you said <br />Years since water has been turned to wine <br />Years since we tried to preserve time <br />But no matter how well assembled <br />The fragments can't recombine <br />If they fall to atrophy <br /> <br />Karma has a funny way of sending reminders <br />Not through storms nor heavy rains <br />But with the time in which a life expires <br />No longer bound to patronizing chains <br /> <br />It will sway, and it will crumble <br />Together to a certain end we will tumble <br />Senseless and sensational <br />Perfectly flawed <br />But after the curtain call <br />For us the crowd will applaud <br /> <br />Sanity will be restored <br />The evil will be outperformed <br /> <br />And we shall turn to ourselves <br />To tend to what we left unexplored <br />The chance of being better, not worse <br /> <br />The only way of transgressing this curse <br />And stop wasting time <br />My name shall be scrawled <br />On everything that I call mine <br /> <br />I promise, we'll be fine<br /><br />Hasan Haskovic<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/time-not-wasted/
