Time

Time

Time changes her course

Through seasons of the plenty talks

As strong hairs go grey

And popular songs give way

To the mortal remains of human clay

Time makes good songs old

And fair prices gets cold

Some devalues

Others gain

Time makes the trick of night open

 men forget bills

and women remember promises 

 the rich draw wills

 The poor budgets her finances 

Time makes bare

and gives plenty to share

Time at thy disposition

Dispossess 

Time is a physician

Time heals

Time is a magician 

Time steals

And buses all from now and then

Some die, some leave, the rest remain seated

Time repeats

Like the masquerades of Takoradi

Today in another form