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Time Has No Mercy


It flows as endless waves in the ocean

An unconquered, ceaseless melancholy 

It tames and takes our lives, leaves us broken 

Inherent to pass, time has no mercy

 

We, marked by death at birth, detest our fate

Consummated by end, we tread with dread

Patience sways us yet tomorrow can't wait

We wander a path knowing soon we're dead

 

And yet what is life but to desire hope

Our choice, yes we die but we too may live

In minding the past we learn then to cope

Time never stops, thus life is what it gives 

 

We needn't dispair nor fear tomorrow 

For time too grants us joy not just sorrow 

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