Time

We are all victims of Relentless Time

TIME

Time on his high horse
Rushes by
Herding me on,
Slow the pace, I plead
Time takes no heed

Time on his high horse
Sweeps us all aside
Like fallen leaves
And has no mercy
For our little lives

Nor is Time caring
That we are not yet done
In our strivings
And in our dreaming
Of youth regained

Gold cannot deflect
Time’s leading arrow
Nor can Love sway
Time’s relentless passing
Youth comes to Age
Ambition comes to nought
Power, too, is defeated

Kings and Beggars
To the same dust are fallen
To be forgotten
Through all the ages
In Time’s endless reaping