Not That Kind of Time

Not That Kind of Time

With stealth and cruelty the years go by
Casting spells on both body and mind,
So that we wither and our frailties form
Thus we realise, time's not that kind.

Our resisting brain cells and lively wit
Dispute any damage is being done,
So you still believe you are fit and well
When in truth you can barely run.
But is it wrong to live a white lie?
You're still young and everything works,
For the real truth will slowly seep in
So that doubts and uncertainty lurks.

Going back over time, you now see it all.
The things you did, or should have tried,
For however much you want to catch up
You can’t do this when you've died.

The march of the years won't be stopped
Whatever actions you try to pursue.
For once you did things to kill time,
But that time is now killing you!

With stealth and cruelty the years go by
Casting spells on both body and mind,
So that we wither and our frailties form
Thus we realise, time's not that kind.

They say time and tides wait for no man
Though we can do things as they release,
But do not squander or spoil the years
Or you will lose your inner peace.
So maybe best to make a covenant now
As your body loses all strength and vigour,
For the secret of youth and endless life
Is a solution we are yet to figure.