Friday, July 29, 2011

Time is the Enemy





Time is the Enemy
By Nomar Knight


Time is the enemy
Don't you know
It brings false hope
Then strikes a blow

Waits until you're distracted
Then creeps up on you
Makes hair disappear
And pink spirits blue

Problems come and go
Worry lines add wrinkles
Gray becomes the new brown
Tired eyes don't twinkle

Babies become adults
Straight postures bend
Surroundings die
But they never end

Teeth fall out
Dentures save the day
Nature hits hard
So you can't stay

And if you think
At last you understand
Crap does happen
Depends become quicksand

Time is the enemy
I kid you not
We are limited
To what we've got

Make the most of it
Don't waste those seconds
Cherish everything
Because death beckons


 ©2011 Nomar Knight. All rights reserved.
A Knight Chills Poem.



4 comments:

  1. True, very true...
    Awesome picture!
    Phil.

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  2. So that's what happened to my hair and teeth.

    Great poem, my friend!

    Blaze

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  3. Thanks Phil and Blaze. Appreciate your visits.

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