Moments
he span of a second
is meaningless
the mind stretches if beckoned
contesting to all the stress
or it snaps in an instant
regard completely lessened
if one can travel
upon the mind
engage the time battle
and choose what to find
perhaps we discover the essence
completely unraveled
the depths declare
conjointly with sympathy
and create a pair
resulting in time instantly
feelings decide our position
so time manipulation is simply decision
an instant eternity within grasp
immortality truly in our clasp
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world