Sunday, December 8, 2013

"Stolen Time Displaced"~ A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

Poetry: Reflections on Time Lost

"Stolen Time Displaced"

We woke together softly and secured
We played endlessly forever to endure

Guarded creations and interventions made
Post war, per war, causes for; plans to be delayed

New inventions, secretes untold and then
They unfold making way for things anew that bend

Nothing is new under our sun
Not since this old life of ours begun

Tears are watered down
Necromancers still abound

The dawn still wears her tarnished golden gown
Pixies and Fairies still dance and come around

True; they and their things, have been displaced
But, not one single one, has yet to been erased

Vested and tested we, but you all, broke the mold
Tell me do; what true value does, have your gold

Turned my fingers green minors mind by fools
Useless humans ruled with unwanted rules

Never bending their backs or bending their knees
Yet still, they pick up sticks and swat at the busy bees

Fleas upon the dogs of war
Let the Eagle sore, soar

Let them restore the time which was golden
Time which was lost and stolen

Or that which was displaced
By slothful humans of the Human Race

These; they them selves, have done it to themselves
Stolen time and displaced the whole lot of us

These humans raced

A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man