Poem -

We own the time...

We own the time...

If we see people instead of time I wonder how less this crazy world would be
The more you rush around you'll be a prisoner and never be free
The walls are there to be broken and the lies are told only to be self justified
If you destroy what's within your own kind then you're a stranger to your own mind

We own the day and night
We give ourselves flight
We own the time
Control what's in sight 
We own our time 

We are but people but that's the beauty we should hold in our hands 
We control our human nature in groups and then make a stand
What if the wolf became a sheep and opened his eyes
What if the knife was out of the backs and no poetry of lies 

You should open your mind and see what's inside
You should open your heart and feel mankind
You could make a change and open your arms
Don't hesitate about time let's just make a start

We own the day and night
We give ourselves flight
We own the time
Control what's in sight 
We own our time
We own our time!

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Nine Eleven

Amazing poem, true in every way, we invented time yet we are bound by its law, I want to break the hands of time.

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Wayne Stubbs

Thanks very much Gerard for ya kind words. And very true. We are a prisoner to our own invention and then lack our own imagination to what we do inside it 

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