Time Sonnet

They say I’ll love you to the end of it.

Its length depends on the fun you’re having.

That it lasts forever and never quits.

Makes you feel like life is unraveling.

 

People spend it finding its relevance.

Told it begins and ends with a black hole.

Finding ways to put in their two cents, hence,

why we have theories with science and moles.

 

When the sun comes up and the moon goes down.

When it passes, we can’t erase the crime.

Power worthy enough to wear a crown,

and this beauty is what our world calls TIME.

 

Wondering if we really understand,

Why we have a little and a big hand.

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