Time is everything.
Time is nature’s most essential commodity
Time is the gauge by which we measure age
It is by it we calculate and number our days
And measure how close we are to the grave.
Time is life.
Time is money.
Time is one irreversible thing;
A currency that once spent cannot be retrieved.
A treasure given to all in equal measure
Except for when a life is cut short.
Time is like a blowing wind.
Time can’t be tamed.
Time is never tiring, never pausing
It goes on even when the clock stops.
Time counts when nothing else count
Time will live after we’re all dead and gone.
Against time, we can’t compete.
No heavy weight can suppress it.
No factory can create or reset it.
We only experience and live through it.
But hey, I found some luck for me!
A black mirrored box with a twist.
With it I can steal a moment and retain it
I can relive a moment I want relived
Through the power of just a click.
Now you see what a gift my camera is!
And why moments can not again escape me
If at least I get to make that click!
Written by:
Ebenezer O. Akinrinade
[Poet & Photographer]
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