Oct 2015
TIME
Time is measured by the beating of humanities heart.
It sings of liquid fire
And the cleansing of
Selfish greed, do unto others,
A waste land of sterility.
Time is the relentless efforts,
The unrepentant boldness
Of 2 lovers breaking with
Old musty winds;
Of drinking from crystal cool pools
With red moist, needy lips.
Time is pounding thunder.
"Cause the **TIMES they are a changin'."
Aztec Warrior
Time is measured by the beating of humanities heart.
It sings of liquid fire
And the cleansing of
Selfish greed, do unto others,
A waste land of sterility.
Time is the relentless efforts,
The unrepentant boldness
Of 2 lovers breaking with
Old musty winds;
Of drinking from crystal cool pools
With red moist, needy lips.
Time is pounding thunder.
"Cause the **TIMES they are a changin'."
Aztec Warrior
OOOPS... made a mistake and didn't give credit to Bob Dylan for the last line in this poem. (my emphasis though) It's from a poem/song he wrote back "in the day" and was a kind of rallying cry for the times...
