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Time, you are a mere illusion, You only exist in our mind, A fourth dimensional abstract entity, An enigma of some kind ! We humans have invented you, And brought you to our scene; But like the moth you feed on our calendars, To fatten up from within !
Necessity, the mother of inventions, Created the calendar and the clock; Which cater to our needs - Does it come to you as a shock ?! With these inventions we measure - Our rotations around the burning sun, While in your self - delusion, You think of having all the fun !
Our ageing is a biological process, all starts from within; Right from our conception, all programmed in our very genes ! Our monuments wither, and our landscapes waste, All due to environment and weather, and not at your behest !
Our lust for power, our hunger and greed, Have destroyed civilizations, wiping it out complete ! But we do not succumb to you, nor accept defeat ! We humans die, when our organs fail, And not because of you, as any doctor would tell !
Time, you exist all due to our humanity, It is only because we accommodate you - In a cordial spirit of relativity ! And yet you try to brow beat us, O, what audacity ! Time, if you want importance, and wish to co-exist, At all times you must remain subservient, and cater to our needs ! Though in reality you are only an imposter - Of the fourth dimensional kind ! Time, you only remain, as a figment of my mind !
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