Time marches on, through dusk and dawn.
Time marches on, through silence and song.
Time marches on, unmoved by pleasure and pain.
Time marches on, unmoved by grief and glory.
Time marches on, past valor and vanity.
Time marches on, past fame and fall.
Time marches on, beyond triumph and tragedy.
Time marches on, beyond fortune and failure.
Time marches on, above wealth and want.
Time marches on, above crowns and crutches.
Time marches on, whether you laugh or lament.
Time marches on, whether you stand or strive.
Time marches on, transcending wrong and right.
Time marches on, transcending birth and death.
Time marches on—
and we, merely moments in its march.
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Author:
Aloo Denish Obiero (
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Comments2
A poem of the unstoppable element of time and how we are just passing moments. Very nicely done
How time never stands still and we are just passing through it, enjoyed the read
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