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A Man Who Knew What Time Could Do

By sparklylittlereddevil, Jyoyo, Japan

So little time is spent
Looking where the time it went
Wasted, used, or wisely spent
Often we forget that it is lent

The kings above look down below
Displeased with the seeds not sown
So much gone to waste, alas,
And all that's left is fields of grass

From the skies descends the whispered warning
But humans, blissful, continue larking
Not to know what is in store
Not even what they learned from lore

I met a man who knew this tale
Only for a second, before he set sail
For he was busy living his dreams
Helping the hopeless, feeding the lean

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