Its measured step

Never missing a moment

Minutes ticking by

Hours inexorably



Days become weeks

Mired in time

Soon months

Become years

We cannot stop

The course is set


Millennium come and go

Blind to the passing

Of man

We cannot slow

The pace

Of time


The power of a word


Controls our world

Fearing its passing

We call it



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