You Are Poem by Clyde King

You Are



A second is always a second.
Sixty of them make a minute.
A minute is always a minute.
Sixty of them make an hour.
And twenty four hours make a day
And three-hundred sixty-five days make a year.

These never change.
They may seem to speed up
Or slow down, but that's
Only our perceptions
Playing games.

Time never changes,
But we are changed by it.
It marches on, as they say.
Time is the great equalizer
And destroyer.
No one can escape it.

In the end, we end,
But not time.
Time is timeless.

And you, you are always you.

Oct.2020

You Are
Saturday, October 24, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: day,hour,infinity,minute,second,you,time,timeless,year
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Douglas Scotney 25 October 2020

it's good to get down thoughts about time

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Sankaran Ayya 24 October 2020

time - - a perfect analysis you inspired me for another poem May god bless you poet Clyde King

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Deluke Muwanigwa 24 October 2020

Very true Sir. People have different preceptions of time but once we agree its measure as guided by our solar system then it remains inanimate...ticking on independently

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Cowboy Ron Williams 24 October 2020

The truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth!

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Clyde King

Clyde King

San Antonio, Texas
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