Time

A moment gained in tear
lost forth in a smile,
Time old friend,
why won't you stay for a while?

"Lock not the embrace, 

hark calls ambition"
Sing will you what song,
poor man, but of ululation?

In your hurry to begin
a lifetime of chase,
You forgot life was
the destination, not the race.

The face of the clock shows
indifference past betrayal,
Like a childhood friend
on the other end of a cold trail,

The demons of the day 

burn holes in your body,
As the eulogy of heart
is written in parody.

You then pause to think
for only a moment,
But in the moment,
a lifetime is spent

The death of moments must
go without weep or wail,
For Time that old friend,
has not been for a while.