Time is a demon

 Time is a demon
 Brought to bear
 The cloud above holds rain
 I look afar
 And ruminate
 A simpleton I see
 What has he done
 Where has he been
 A world he can’t explain
 Or foresight
 Controls his place to me
 If there goes he
 Then what must I
 Expect from life’s disdain
 If there goes me
 Then follow who
 Or no-one left to be
 Like the rain
 Held by the cloud
 My thoughts flow from my pain
 Yet sullen sense
 Means eye of blue
 Adrift in peaceful sea
 Yet should that sea
 Send pain and fear
 And restlessness detain
 Will thoughts of blue
 Have strength to bear
 Or wither quietly. 

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