Poetry

Time

Time,

the man-made concept,

on which we all rely,

to tell us when we're young or old,

to stay living or to die,

we quarrel about everything

from politics to religion

which were both made by man,

but include decision

never have I heard

of arguing over time

unless discussing theories,

of how, or when, or why

I think I know the answer

as to why we never fight

it is because with time,

there is no wrong or right,

we see it as a dictator,

when it is but a thought

another idea created by man

that should never have been brought.