What is the element of time?
Is it a Life’s rhyme?
Is it a sequel?
Can it be spend in tranquil
Is it only destiny
Or just a possibility
Life’s a complex journey
Time is only attorney
In vast troubled lands
She sings tales of flowing sands
She’s gentle on some men
Whose good deeds summon
A Reward for those who are humble
Whilst disaster begins to crumble
Visiting all homes – cow dung baked or made of gold
Bringing to witness, truth and old
Leaving good wishes in hearts that morality holds
But man’s dignity, today for a penny is sold
To make alteration
A time in life