you know
it’s not like anything is forever
nothing lasts till the end of days
so you must go
one day or night in hill or in bed
while fighting the enemy
or having *** in bed;
conditioned beings all of us
coming of stars and space and dimensions
particular to our space-time continuum
and set of conditions that ***** us into being;
you must go and I must go
and the saint must go and the powerful must go
and the holy and the unholy
and the clever and the stupid-
everyone, they must in their turn go;
and it doesn’t matter how weak or strong or power-packed you are
we must all each have a go;
but really think about it before you nod in agreement
for callous as it may sound
child and young and old
and wife and beloved and mom and dad;
think about that before you readily nod heads;
and so you’re God, and You think You are Forever?
Sorry brother,
Time’ll knock the d out of you
sooner or later…
for really -
no matter who you are -
everyone must go…
But I’m God, you may protest -
but really, you’ve had your centuries
and Time will not permit eternity
(you may choose to go with thunder and lightning)
but you too, Dear God,
sorry brother,
conditioned beings all of us
coming of stars and space and dimensions
particular to our space-time continuum
and set of conditions that bring us into being;
the time comes when each, creator and created, weak
and Omnipotent (Ouch! So Powerful!) -
each must go…
Time, you see, does not permit eternity…