Time -n- Death

Half arrogant, half humble, a leopard running through the jungle thinking to himself here and there, mumbling, eyes watching -n- fear hoping that he stumbles, listen God’s talking when there’s lightning -n- thunder, the Earth spins yet starves from hunger, the clouds drift -n- the Earth quakes, for its stomach rumbles -n- its infrastructure plunders -n- plummets, it’s just death taking its time, creeping up on -n- amongst us, the Moon -n- the Sun compete from dawn 2 dusk, the rain keeps the ocean filled with its liquid, lust needed 2 survive, but it’s still not enough, for time -n- death are best friends, 4 they creep up on us -n- amongst us, turning our flesh 2 dust, while God sits -n- directs where our souls go, down or up.

Time -n- Death